He pushed again and felt a sort of pop as his fifty-two year old cock entered his three year old daughters virgin cunthole. Sex He paused, a small tremor passing through him. The thought of permanent separation was unbearable for her, so Akira was careful never to let anyone know about her secondary education- the ways in which a baby slut could please her Daddy/Master. No more touching unless Daddy says so. Akira wasn’t sorry until she was so worn out she could barely speak. His fingers pounded into her, twice, three times, four, until she stopped trying to wriggle her hips away. if you have read part one, this picks up from the prelude. But she would never ask him to stop, never cry aloud, becase more than this hurt she wanted to be Daddy’s completely. He had been careful to warn her not to reveal anything. During these times he would put a single finger between her pudgy bowed legs, touching her tiny, hidden pussy, massaging the lips and exploring unbelievable softness. But she was young yet, a baby, and this would come in time. When denied, she would beg, sincerely, for she could not eat, bathe, play, leave the house, or even her room, until Daddy had fed her the salty/sweet juice that was her reward.
