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Birth: 14/01/1980

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stashcash100 Comments: 11,976	Commented on Aug 15, 2026 "I'll bet Daddy's girl can be very naughty..."

kiscsirke96 Comments: 495	Commented on Aug 15, 2026 "Sofie had always known exactly what she was doing. At eighteen, my adopted daughter moved through the house like she owned every second of my attention, and she did. Tonight her outfit was pure torture: a pair of short shorts held up by thin HosentrÃ¤ger-narrow suspenders, barely a centimeter wide, that ran over her bare shoulders and down across her chest. Nothing else on top. Just those two slim black straps, each one precisely covering a nipple and nothing more. The rest of her young, full tits were completely bare-soft, freckled, heavy, and free to jiggle with every step, every breath, every lazy stretch. She padded into the living room barefoot, the straps shifting slightly as she walked, the soft weight of her breasts bouncing openly beneath them. The narrow bands of fabric were all that kept her from being fully topless; they pressed lightly against her nipples, dark points visible at the edges whenever she moved just right. She flopped onto the couch beside me, close enough that her bare thigh pressed against mine. "You're staring again," she said, voice light, almost sing-song. She arched her back deliberately, pushing her chest forward. Her tits lifted and settled, the thin straps sliding a fraction, almost revealing the nipples they were supposed to hide. "Do you like how they move? I wore only these for you. Just the HosentrÃ¤ger holding up my shorts. Nothing else." I tried to look away. Failed. My cock was already hard, straining against my sweatpants. She noticed, of course. Her gaze dropped, and a small, satisfied smile curved her lips. "Poor Dad," she murmured, shifting closer until the warm, bare underside of her breast brushed my arm. "All worked up just from looking. I've been teasing you for weeks. Walking around like this. Letting them bounce. Making sure you see everything except the very tips. And you just sit there and suffer." She turned, swinging one leg over so she was half in my lap, facing me. The straps shifted again; one nipple almost slipped free. She cupped her own soft, freckled tits, lifting and letting them fall, watching my face the whole time. "I read that cum is good for freckles," she said softly, almost sweetly. "Science says it might help the skin. So you should help me, Dad." Her eyes glittered with something sharper. "But that's not the only reason. I like this game. I like torturing you. Watching you get hard every single day while I parade these around. Knowing you're dying for it and still holding back. It's fun. I enjoy making my daddy suffer." She slid toward the floor, clearly planning to kneel on her own terms, still in control of the tease. That was the moment I broke. I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her down hard onto her knees between my legs. She gasped, eyes widening, but the smile that followed was pure triumph mixed with heat. I shoved my sweatpants down, freeing my aching cock, already thick and leaking. One hand fisted in her hair, holding her head steady right where I wanted it. The other wrapped around my shaft. "You wanted this," I growled, stroking myself fast and rough right in front of her face. "You've been torturing me on purpose. Showing off those tits, bouncing them in my face, playing your little game. Fine. You get what you deserve." Sofie stayed on her knees, hands resting on her thighs, those soft freckled breasts hanging free beneath the useless thin straps. She tilted her face up obediently, tongue slightly out, eyes locked on mine while I worked my cock harder, the wet sound of my fist loud between us. "That's it," she whispered, voice husky with excitement. "Give it to me, Dad. All of it. I earned this facial." The pressure that had been building for weeks finally snapped. I gripped her hair tighter, holding her head in place as the first thick rope of cum exploded across her freckled cheeks. I kept stroking, milking every pulse onto her face-stripes across her nose, her open mouth, her forehead, dripping down onto her lips and chin. More and more, a massive, messy load that painted her completely, covering those freckles she claimed to care about and the smug little expression she'd worn while teasing me. I didn't stop until I was empty, breathing hard, still holding her head so she couldn't pull away even if she wanted to. Cum dripped from her chin onto the tops of her bare tits. She stayed perfectly still, eyes closed at first, then opening to look up at me with a satisfied, cum-smeared smile. She didn't wipe any of it off. She just knelt there between my legs, face glazed with the massive facial she'd earned, soft young tits still bare and glistening under the thin HosentrÃ¤ger straps, and smiled like the torturous little tease had gotten everything she wanted-and more." D6D \| Aug 15, 2026 "Poor Dad,"

Kay59 Comments: 1,231	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "I want her soft little hand stroking my stiff cock."

kiscsirke96 Comments: 495	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "These Asian moms know exactly what they need to put on the table for a green card and a husband who will actually keep them. They don't waste time with soft promises or shy photos. The ads are blunt: a small, willing mother body offered alongside her barely-eighteen daughter's even smaller one. Two-for-one. Take both or take nothing. I answered one of those ads. Now they live with me, and the arrangement is simple. When I get hard, I use whichever one is closest. Right now my new wife is at the stove, stirring something that smells like ginger and soy. Her daughter-my daughter-in-law-is bent over the counter beside her, cheek pressed to the cool surface, feet dangling a few inches above the floor because she's that short. I'm behind the girl, cock already buried to the root in her tight little cunt. She isn't built like the loud American teenagers I used to fuck. She's quiet, humble, almost delicate. Barely any tits-just two soft, palm-sized mounds with dark nipples that stiffen the second I reach around and touch them. Her waist is so narrow I can nearly close my hands around it. Her ass is small and high, the kind that looks almost underdeveloped until you spread it and see how pink and wet she is inside. She whimpers the moment I start moving. Not the practiced moans of a woman who's been around; these are soft, high, almost embarrassed sounds that catch in her throat. Every slow thrust forces another one out of her. "Nn... ah... Daddy..." she breathes, the English still a little broken, the word tumbling out like she isn't sure she's allowed to say it. Her fingers scrabble at the edge of the counter, tiny knuckles whitening. Her legs kick uselessly in the air, toes curling every time I bottom out. She's so small that the head of my cock feels like it's rearranging her insides; I can see the faint bulge low on her flat belly when I push all the way in. She tries to hide her face against her folded arms on the counter, but I catch her by the hair and turn her head sideways so her mother can see every expression. Tears of overstimulation already shine at the corners of her eyes. She's clenching around me in helpless little flutters, cunt so snug it feels like she's trying to push me out and suck me deeper at the same time. Every time I grind against her cervix she makes this broken, delighted sound-half sob, half moan-and her whole body shudders. Her small hands flail, one grabbing at her mother's apron, the other reaching back to clutch at my hip like she needs something solid to hold onto while she's being used. I fuck her harder. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the kitchen. She's so light I can lift her hips up and down on my cock with almost no effort, treating her like a living fleshlight that happens to whimper and beg in soft, accented English. "Too deep... Daddy, too deep-" but her hips keep pushing back for more. Her mother finally sets the spoon down and steps closer. She strokes her daughter's hair, murmurs something in their language, then leans down and kisses the girl's open, panting mouth while I keep pounding into her from behind. The girl comes with a high, shaky cry, body locking up, cunt pulsing so hard it almost hurts. I don't stop. I just use the aftershocks, fucking her through them while she twitches and mewls and tries to curl in on herself against the counter. Then my own orgasm rips through me. I slam in to the hilt and erupt, thick ropes of cum flooding her young, hungry pussy in heavy spurts. Spurt after spurt pumps into her, each one forcing her walls to flutter harder around me. The sudden heat and pressure inside her stretches her climax out, turning her sharp cry into a longer, broken wail of overwhelm. Her cunt milks me greedily, rippling and squeezing as if desperate to drink every drop. I keep grinding deep, riding both our orgasms, flooding her until I can feel the excess start to leak out around my cock and drip down her thighs. Every fresh pulse makes her shudder harder; her little body jerks, toes curling tight, soft desperate sounds spilling out of her while her mother holds her steady and watches her daughter get filled to overflowing. When I finally pull out, the girl's legs won't hold her. She slides down the cabinet until she's sitting on the floor, skirt rucked up, cum already starting to leak out of her in thick white globs. Her mother kneels beside her without being told, tongue out, ready to clean up the mess I left. I look at the two of them-mother and daughter, both small, both mine, both still wearing the soft, grateful expressions of women who know exactly what they traded for their new life-and my cock is already hardening again. I don't have to ask. The closest one will do."

camerarob Comments: 20,865	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "that ass needs a cock to spread it" D6D \| Aug 14, 2026 really

camerarob Comments: 20,865	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "het huge tits push me over" D6D \| Aug 14, 2026 oooooohhhhh

leginbay60 Comments: 5,467	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "What a killer ass she has" D6D \| Aug 14, 2026 yes, the killer ass for her daddy.

leginbay60 Comments: 5,467	Commented on Aug 14, 2026 "Oh my, daughter you say, OH MY"

oldhornyvirgin Comments: 760	Commented on Aug 12, 2026 "so sweet"

stashcash100 Comments: 11,976	Commented on Aug 9, 2026 "I see that she likes to play dress-up for Daddy because she knows that makes his cock hard..."

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