1. Horny Holiday Daughter


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    and then walked down the hall and turned the corner to the living room, where he found his daughter sitting cross-legged in front of the Christmas tree with Scamper. The ornamental lights were all that illuminated the room. &#034I like it out here late at night,&#034 Nora said. &#034It's kind of peaceful.&#034 It was her desire for the Christmas tree that had inadvertently created the chain of events that led to this moment, and she stared at the tree with a sense of growing excitement as her dad sat down next to her with a gift wrapped box. The Christmas lights made colored patterns on the walls, and the tree gave off a fragrance of pine needles, just like it did on the day she cut it down. &#034Dad, do you think I'm going to be a terrible mom?&#034 &#034Not at all, you'll be a great mom. Why would you say such a thing?&#034 &#034Oh, I don't know. I just wondered.&#034 Nora had never believed her mom, but still, she needed to hear someone like her dad say it wasn't true. His words made her feel good. If nothing else happened tonight, that one thing would make the evening memorable. Then he slowly moved closer, wrapping his arms an legs around her, and placing his hand underneath the front of her flannel pajama. &#034It's nice meeting you here on Christmas Eve,&#034 Nora said. He pulled her hair back from her ear and whispered, &#034I like being alone with you.&#034 It was a bit of a shock to feel his hand touching her breast, and her sudden flinch gave away her nervousness. ...
    Her dad was feeling her up, and it was both alarming and arousing. This time there was no bra to shield her from the warm skin of his hand, and her nipple sprang to attention as she sat still in his coiling embrace. The hands of the clock turned past twelve-thirty. The inner part of her thigh tingled with the soft touch of his fingers, and it felt like she was in a trance as she watched his hand move between her legs. There was no pretending she was asl**p this time, tonight it was really happening, and she trembled as his fingers pressed the flannel pajama against her little pussy. In just a few more hours they would be opening the presents. The elastic waistband of her pajama looked weird stretching over her dad's forearm. His hand moved through the downy tuft of pubic hair, to her moist pussy lips, and she held her breath as single finger wiggled its way inside her. She liked the red tree lights best. The finger began moving in and out of her. It seemed unreal at first, like maybe it was a dream, but then it felt nice and she wanted him to put it all the way in. &#034Why don't you open your present Nora.&#034 &#034You mean the one that you just brought out?&#034 &#034Yes, it's special, just for you.&#034 &#034I thought we were supposed to wait until morning.&#034 &#034This is your surprise.&#034 &#034Oh yeah, I forgot about that!&#034 Nora pulled the slim box out from under the tree and released the bow. Was she was the first girl in the world to open a Christmas present ...
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