From: man.simple@hotmail.com   
      
   I sat there completely naked and let my dad take pictures of me.  I was   
   twelve years old and had already started developing breasts but   
   otherwise I was still hairless and a little girl.  I didn't mind being   
   naked in front of him, he was kind of a pervert and I knew it.  Always   
   trying to feel me up and most of the time I would just let him.  It   
   thrilled me that I could turn him on so much.  The serious stuff began   
   when one day he came up to me and unbuttoned my blouse and unsnapped my   
   bra then started sucking on my breasts.  I didn't even try to stop him;   
   it felt too good to stop.  I reached up with both hands and began   
   running my fingers through his hair.  He was really sucking on them hard   
   and his hand was under my dress with my panties pulled down to my knees   
   and his fingers were well up inside my sopping wet pussy.   
      
   "Oh shit daddy, why don't you just fuck me!"   
      
   His mouth came off my breast and his fingers out of my pussy, and then   
   lifting me up like I weighed nothing he bounded up the stairs two at a   
   time carrying me to my bedroom.  His powerful hands ripped my clothes   
   apart like they were made of paper and I was naked again only this time   
   with my naked dad looming over me and trying to push his huge cock into   
   me.  I hunched my hips upward and felt it pop in then sink deeply into   
   me.  He went wild fucking me and I was having an orgasm every two or   
   three minutes.  His hands grasped my breasts again and he squeezed them   
   hard as he screwed me into my mattress.  I loved it.   
      
   As daddy mated with me I thought about my last period and realized that   
   I was ovulating right now and I knew that daddy would get me pregnant.   
   I also realized that I didn't care either.  I knew that daddy would keep   
   fucking me and I knew that I was the object of his affection and I was   
   only finding out now just how affectionate he really was toward me.  His   
   urgency increased and I felt the flood of his sperm enter me as I had   
   the mother of all orgasms.  I was knocked up, and in my afterglow I told   
   him so.  He lay down next to me and played with my breasts as we drifted   
   off to sleep.  Twelve years old and pregnant with my father's baby, I   
   didn't know if I was excited or terrified.  What I did know was I liked   
   being fucked, I like it a lot.   
      
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