The hallway was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the sliver of moonlight peeking through the window. Father was making his way to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes as he walked past his daughter's room.
But as he passed by, he stopped in his tracks. There, lying in bed, was his daughter, her bare legs illuminated by the moonlight. His heart skipped a beat as he took in the sight of her. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help but feel drawn towards her sleeping form.
He started walking towards her, as if in a trance. His cock was rock hard as he reached her bed. He kneeled down and ran his tongue over her clit two times. The taste was intoxicating, and he couldn't believe how good it was. He started stroking his cock as he licked her up and down.
He knew he'd gone too far, but he was too turned on to stop. He looked at her face, still asleep, as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He started sucking her clit gently and licking her up and down. The feeling was overwhelming, and he couldn't believe the taste.
He started thinking about how wrong this was, but his cock was leaking and he couldn't stop. He started licking her faster and harder, feeling like he was losing control. He started moaning quietly, trying not to wake her up.
The father's internal conflict and desire were at war. He knew this was wrong, but the pleasure was too great. He couldn't resist the temptation, and he continued to pleasure his daughter, lost in the moment.
The tension and suspense built as the father gave in to his desires. The next chapters would explore the consequences of his actions and the dynamic between the father and daughter. But for now, he was lost in the moonlit indiscretion.
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