Otto didn’t say a word. He turned off the stove and walked past his daughter to the bedroom. After a while he came back and place a bottle of lube on the living room table. He sat on the sofa and opened the TV. He acted like as if he hadn’t heard Jennifer’s questions, but Otto hadn’t denied his daughter’s odd suggestions either.
Jennifer slowly walked next to her father, then knelt in front of his crotch and took a firm grip of his pants. Otto didn’t make any eye contact with Jennifer but instead kept his eyes glued on the TV. Jennifer felt that it was her dad’s way to silently approve what was about to happen next. Jennifer lowered her father’s pants and underwear to reveal his majestic seven inch cock with big mature balls attached underneath it. Jennifer teased the cock by pressing her face gently on to it’s fleshy surface. She could hear her father swallowing loudly as soon as her made contact with his penis.
“Dad. Your cock feels so warm.” Jennifer sensually whispered to her dad.
Otto didn’t reply back. He pretended that he didn’t hear her. Jennifer backed up from her dad’s cock and took the bottle lube from the table to her left hand and squeezes some of it’s liquid contents onto her other hand. Jennifer made sure that her right hand was covered in lube. She didn’t know if she was ready to do this. The taboo feelings festered inside Jennifer as she carefully made contact with her dad’s cock and then rubbed it gently.
Jennifer was amazed how normal it felt to jerk her dad’s thick penis. Jennifer took of her shirt off, which made Otto peek at her daughter for a split second. Otto winced and his penis got even harder, when he saw Jennifer putting some of the lube on her breasts. She was going to do something that dad wouldn’t expected. She sandwiched her dad’s cock in between her mounds and used her two silicone filled mammaries to make her dad happy.
“Dad. I love you, but in my special way. I hope you understand that. You always make me happy, so it’s my turn to return the favor.”
Otto bit her lower lip and didn’t want to lower his head. Jennifer teased her father with her big breasts and let out muffled moans to show her dad how much she loved him.
“How does it feel when your daughter is willing and ready to pleasure you at any given time? Would you let her engulf your cock inside her mouth, or are you a bigger pervert than I am, and you would rather fuck me in my pussy, if I begged for it?” Jennifer said sentences that she didn’t imagine ever saying her own father.
Otto couldn’t resist her daughter’s tempting words and cracked under the pressure with an odd reply. “Pumpkin, please. Do what you have to do, and then we don’t talk about this ever again, okay? You are making your old man too horny and I don’t want that… you and I…”
“No dad, I know what you want,” Jennifer retorted. “You are a pervert with an incest fetish and you wish you could fuck me.”
“No, pumpkin. You don’t understand. I don’t want that...”
“You didn’t expect me to take the initiative, now did you? Dad, half of my blood in my veins is yours, and I know what type of person you are. Why else would you buy me all those clothes and let me do this to you if not for that reason?”
“No, Jennifer. Please... I...”
Otto slumped back on the sofa and froze like a fawn in the headlights. He didn’t know how to reply back, or what to say to deny her daughter's words. All of the apple seeds had nuggets of truth inside them, but sadly the fruit's core was rotten. Otto didn’t want to accept a reality where her daughter was onboard with the idea of them having sex together. Jennifer saw from her dad’s face that she had soured the mood. The stiff cock became flaccid and Jennifer panicked.
“No, no, no, Dad! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make this awkward for you. I thought… daaaaad… no… please… I love you… fuck… I really messed this up didn't I…? I shouldn’t have said those things to you… I’m sorry... I didn't mean to...” Jennifer wept as she finally understood the meaning behind her own words.
Jennifer stood up from the floor and told him, “Dad. Listen to me. I’m willing to keep this thing a secret. All I ask from you is to show how you want to proceed from here. You don't have to say what you want. Show me, what you really want. Kiss me. Hug me. Do anything to show me how we continue our lives from here and I… I promise our little secret doesn't go outside of these four walls… I'm happy with the choice you end up choosing...”