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The tremendous impact of parents’ attitudes and behavior upon a growing child has been emphasized repeatedly by psychologists. Indeed, a parent’s influence often carries over into a child’s later years, leaving an indelible mark upon his or her personality.
This influence can be for the good, as when a child grows into a mature and happy adult, or for the bad, as when the child grows into a confuted outsider.
This is the story of two impressionable young girls, Kathy and Beth, whose relationship with their father threatens to leave indelible marks on their personalities if the potentially dangerous situation in which they find themselves is not changed. Plunging into a world of incest, they feel everything their father does must be right — even if it leads them down a forbidden path.
THE PREACHER’S DAUGHTERS — a shocking story, certainly, but one which must be told.
Louise pushed back against the insistent hand of her husband. He was urging her face down across his belly toward the rock-hard shaft of his cock. Her mind and her body rebelled against the demand he was making. It wasn’t the first time that he had tried to coax her to perform the repulsive act.
“No, Martin!” she hissed. Her hand caught his wrist and pulled his hand away from the back of her head.
He groaned disappointedly and let his hand drop to his side. Louise almost sighed. She lay rigid at his side for several minutes, both silent. Finally, she let her slim fingers creep across his hairy belly and circled the base of his still rigid shaft. Her fingers stroked the pulsing shaft, slowly, gently.
Martin remained still and quiet as her hand stirred him to the heat of lust. He was reluctant to surrender but her fingers were doing their work.
“Ooooo!” she cooed. “It’s so hot! I want it inside me, sooo bad!”
Her whispered words and the urging of her hand dissolved the last of his reluctance. He rolled toward her, his hand falling between her firm thighs, his fingers combing through the soft bush of curly hair. He probed between the fleshy lips and found her slit hot and wet. Her legs parted as she rolled onto her back. His fingers plunged into the slushy tunnel of her cunt, his palm pressing against the top of the crevice. Her hips began to work slowly.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.