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I lay here on a hospital bed going over my life, making sure that every decision I ever made was the right one… Not only for me but for my family… I think about my son’s, all adults now but still in need of guidance that only a father can give, and Yulissa my gorgeous baby daughter she’s a beautiful rose in a bed of thorns. Life has been hard for her; she never really fit in with the boys and never really got along with her mother. I try to spend as much time with her as I can, because even though she’s always smiling I can see the sadness that lies beneath those big brown eyes. I remember when she was just 2yrs old; she used to sit on my lap while I read to her, she could never get enough of that. At 10yrs old she wanted to wear make-up, but I refused to buy her some — I told her, “Baby there’s a time and a place for everything; and right now it’s neither the time nor the place.” She was very upset, she looked up at me gave me her biggest sad puppy eyes, pouted her lips a little, and I gave in. I took her to buy her first make-up set. Twelve years later, that trick still works on me. That’s the last memory I have of my baby, the years that came after that are such a blur, and now, now she’s a stunning young lady. Beautiful from head to toe, soft silky tanned skin, long black hair, lovely face, adorable smile, and a body that can stop traffic. I feel ashamed describing my daughter; but until a couple of hours ago, I never saw her as a sexual creature. To me she was still my baby girl; the apple of my eye, esat escort bayan the sweet little girl that had me wrapped around her little finger… and now, now I’m debating in my head weather I can ever see her in that light again… Can I control myself..? I feel the sickening need to make love to my daughter… To feel her warm skin against mine, to savor her breath, to delight myself in her juices, and even get a mouthful of those firm perky breast. I’m sure I’m going to hell for this. —————————————————————————- Like I mentioned before I’m laying in a hospital bed, I’m getting up there in age, and even though I feel like a 30yr old I know my body isn’t what it used to be. I injured myself trying to fix a leak in our “parcela” I know I should have waited for Daniel, or Ernesto, but it seemed like an easy task. To make a long story short, I slipped and fell, broke my hip, cracked open my skull, and laid there helpless for 3hrs until my wife noticed I was gone and went to look for me. I lost a lot of blood, and was wheeled into surgery two days ago. Everything went fine, I feel good, but I feel even better when I push this little red button and I feel the morphine slowly make its way trough my blood stream. “Good Stuff.” It was just last night that this nightmare started, my wife’s health isn’t the greatest right now, so she spends the day with me, but goes home to rest at night. The boys come and go all day, Escort etimesgut but wouldn’t dare spend the night in here with me; that leaves my baby Yulissa here with me at night. I keep telling her to go home and rest, but I can see that she’s worried, and she’s stubborn, there’s no way I’m going to change her mind. Her boyfriend Andres has been staying here with her; he’s a nice young man, I like him. He seems to be really fond of her and for the first time since I can remember I see a spark in Yulissa’s eyes. Last night after dinner, I pushed the red button and released a fair amount of morphine into my body. A couple of minutes later Yulissa walked in; wearing some denim short shorts (too short if you ask me) and a purple tank top (not long enough to cover her midriff and half of her ample breast were showing.) What a sight… She walked over to me, and bent down to give me a kiss, it was cold in here 60 °F. Her nipples were hard, and I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Hi daddy, are you feeling better?” She asked me, while she fluffed my pillow, and adjusted my sheets. “I’m fine baby, I just ate some delicious food,” I looked at her and made a funny face, hospital food is disgusting. “And now I’m ready to go to sleep, where’s Andres honey?” She had her head tilted and smiled, “He’ll be here later daddy, when he get’s out of work. I’ll let you rest them. I’ll be right here if you need anything.” She ran her fingers through my hair. etlik escort She pulled out her laptop and started typing; whatever it was she was looking at seemed interesting enough. I laid there and stared at her for a while, until my eyes started getting heavier, and heavier, I started to loose focus. I drifted off to sleep. The night nurse woke me up when she came in to check my vitals. I looked up at the clock, it was 11:00pm then I looked over to the couch and saw Andres sitting there, but no sign of my baby girl. I was still kind of drowsy so I decided not to say anything and just close my eyes again… I don’t know exactly how much time passed, and for a while I even thought it was a dream. I could hear them talking in the background; and even though I desperately wanted to open my eyes, and tell them to stop — I couldn’t; and when I managed to open them, what I saw was the most erotic, and disturbing thing I’ve ever seen. I still didn’t say anything; I sat there and watched my daughter and her boyfriend fool around. I saw her reach that point of full ecstasy, I saw him take her there, I saw him pleasuring her, god I wanted to be him, I wanted to touch her, to feel her, to make her scream, make her mine… —————————————————————————- “Come on baby, he’s knocked out,” Andres glanced at my dad. “I’ll keep an eye on him, if I notice even the slightest movement we’ll stop. I promise.” He ran his hand through my hair and pulled me close for a kiss. “Ay Andres, no, hmm baby stop.” My mouth said no, but my back arched a little and I spread my legs. He had one hand in my hair, while his other hand traced my curvy body… We kissed for what seemed like forever, a kiss full of lust, passion, and love.
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