I'm in love with my dad.
There it is. That's a fact.
I had sex with my own father.
My own flesh and blood.
The man I came from.
And I don't care what anyone thinks.
I know it's disgusting and wrong,
but it's just right for us.
I've now been in an incestuous relationship
with my dad for quite some time.
I move my thing into his bedrooms
and I sleep there every night.
We live like a married couple.
People know us pretty well around here.
We still act like a normal dad and daughter in public.
Although, to be honest, if it wasn't illegal,
I'd kiss him in public.
I wouldn't care.
I'm proud of our forbidden love.
In fact, I would turn me on.
Make sure people hear me call him dad
right before we make out.
Oh boy, there's my perverted thoughts
getting at the best of me again.
Public incest.
Damn it, anyway.
Me and my father did something extra wrong last night.
We've been engaging in incest sex for weeks now,
but last time we took it too far.
Not too far for me, of course.
But we were talking about our filthy love
and how we'd like it to be permanent.
We talked about having a secret private wedding
just to ourselves.
There's something so hot about being my own father's wife.
The fact that he made his own wife
I even joked that I wouldn't even have to change my last name.
We were kissing and touching
and eventually started having sex as we discussed it.
I know that we're already a family, dad.
That we are a family, I said as my father fucked me.
But what if we, I don't know,
we're a family a little bigger?
He didn't know what to say, but I could tell he wasn't opposed.
He started thrusting faster.
It's okay, dad. No one will know it's yours.
It could be anyone that knocked me up.
It's no one's business anyway.
But no one would ever suspect that it'd be my own father.
I want this, dad. I told you the first time, didn't I?
That it would never be wrong enough?
That I want to take it all the way?
Well, I do.
I want to take incest to a whole new level, dad.
I want to carry your child.
I want to carry my father's baby.
Oh, shit.
Yes, I want to start an incest family with you, dad.
Oh, fuck, yes, daddy. Fuck me.
Fuck your daughter and don't ever stop.
Slide your cock into your own child
and dump that cum into me.
That cum that made me. Fuck.
Why does incest feel so good?
Why does it feel so good to do something so wrong?
I think it runs in the family, dad.
And you know what?
It's going to keep running in the family.
We're going to keep it in the family.
We're going to inbreed.
Oh, fuck, that's so sick.
I don't fucking care.
I don't care that we're committing incest.
Real blood-related incest.
I want it. I want it all with my dad.
My own, my illogical dad.
Look, daddy.
Daddy, look at that picture over there.
That picture of you holding me as a child.
You're fucking that child, dad.
Your daughter.
You're fucking your own child, daddy.
And now you're going to make another one.
Do it. Do it.
Put a baby in your baby.
Make me carry my own inbred sibling.
Living, breathing evidence of a fucked up relationship.
Let's make a baby with our incest.
Our family will be pure, dad.
Same blood, same DNA, same forbidden love.
Do it. Fucking do it, dad.
Put me full of what made me.
Put me full of real incest.
Show your daughter how much you love her.
Maybe I'll make you another daughter
and you can commit incest with her too.
Oh, how wrong would that be?
Fucking the inbred daughter you conceived with incest
from your first daughter.
Maybe I'll watch you two while our son is fucking me.
Fuck, it's so wrong, but I want it.
I want a nasty family with you, dad.
Put my siblings in me, dad.
Oh, fuck, I feel it.
I feel that taboo love filling me up.
My dad's love pumping into me.
We're inbreeding daddy.
Oh, yeah, I feel my dad's incest inside me.
I feel it.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, daddy, yes.
I'm so fucked up.
I'm so perverted.
That shit that comes out of my mouth when we make love.
Sweet incestuous love.
I blame you, daddy.
After all, you raised me.
I can't believe you came in me.
We're really gonna do this, aren't we?
Please say yes.
Please let's make a life together, dad, a family.
We can move somewhere where people don't know we're related.
I don't care. I just love you so much, dad.
This is meant to be.
I really was born to be yours.
Maybe I'm not the only one.