My father was standing there naked, his mouth open, his eyes bulging out as he stared at me huddled in the corner. His cock was hard and red, and pointed at me threateningly, like a gun. He got in the tub with me, the water flattening his hair and dropping down off his face. The drops bounced off his chest and shoulders as he moved against me in the corner. He grabbed my wrists, pulling my hands away from my chest, holding them high above my head with one hand so he could stare at my naked
body. His other hand pressed against my boob, pushing it flat against my chest
with his palm. He rotated his hand, then closed the fingers around my tit, squeezing the meaty flesh. He stared down at my tit in fascination, as his fingers squeezed and squeezed it repeatedly.
His hands came around me, hugging me tightly as he kissed me. He pulled myleg up and thrust his hips forward, crushing my ass against the tiles. He reached between his legs with his other hand, still holding my leg up high and
to the side, and inserted the tip of his PENIS in my sheath. His hand moved around onto my ass, pulling me outward as he slowly pushed
himself up into me. He began thrusting almost immediately, screwing me with short, sharp jabs. He moved his hips around in circles, jerking in and out. When he decided I was loose enough, he began pumping with long sdough strokes. His body crashed into mine again and again, slamming me against the corner of the shower enclosure. My face was buried in his wet chest fur. Then I felt him shudder. His hips slammed forward as his head jerked up and back.
From the tip of his cock inside of me burst a fireball and I exploded.
FATALITY.
