[…] “Daddy? My eyes are up here … dad? Why are you looking at me like that?”Oh my god,

[…] “Daddy? My eyes are up here … dad? Why are you looking at me like that?”Oh my god, my little daughter had grown into such a beautiful, big girl. I couldn’t stop myself from staring all the time. But I was taking it too far, asking her if I could take a look at something, and unbuttoning her shirt. My mind planned to excuse it as a impromptu ‘medical checkup’ but I couldn’t get the words out. What kind of a father does that?I swallowed hard, staring at her uncovering chest. I struggled to breathe–it seemed like I should have been repulsed, but the force of how sexy she was hit me like a brick wall.“Sweetie, I’m gonna teach you a little something,” my mouth said. I didn’t know where I was going with this.“Whaaaat?” She moaned, her concerned eyes meeting mine.“I … uh” I said, frozen.Then something shifted in me, and I felt … free. Looking back, maybe I had just lost the plot. Or maybe I saw things for what they really were.“Daddy!” She blurted out and gasped. My mouth was buried in her neck, kissing and nibbling her soft skin, while my arms pulled her closer, protectively. She was such a warm little perfect bundle of love, and I wanted her to know that.I kissed her chest downward, pulled her up into my arms, then looked into her wide eyes. “W-what are you–” My daughter flinched when I kissed her on the lips, then relaxed again, melting into me.Like I said, I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I have a feeling it’s somewhere pretty good. -- source link

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