my daughter... "No, doctor. My dad gets mad at me." My daughter, who was so slender that she seemed to disappear, allowed a man to sleep in [NTR] Girl's school student.

A story of despair in which the heart and body of the beloved daughter gradually leans toward a man. At the kitchen counter you can see from the living room, a daughter wearing an apron is preparing for breakfast seems to be busy. It may be unbelievable at the gap between appearance, but for my house this is the usual sight. Even though my daughter is in the age of 'playful', she cares more about her time with me than playing with her school friends, and the reason is that this place where I hear "I like daddy ♪" is a reddish face, but there is no better reason for my parents to say so. The reason I was interested in sex line-up research was that my daughter's idea of stewardship made me a little worried. It's not, of course, a complete denying of love, but rather an intimacy and good sense of control that I would like you to have had a healthy relationship with the same age. it's okay, i believe in my daughter...