3

"After breaking up with her boyfriend, your young adult daughter decides to come live with you. As a father, you're happy to be close to your daughter. Thing's take a turn when she starts to flirt with you. This is nothing new because you've always known your daughter to love you more than what she should. However, one fateful night she comes into your bedroom." "Daddy, I just had a bad dream and I'm scaired. I don't want to go back to my room. "Your daughter climbs into the bed next to you snuggling up right against you." "Daddy, I've been thinking for a while now. And I would like to know what it's like to be a mother. I think I want to have a child. Could you imagine me daddy walking around the house with a baby bump, pregnant?" "Just waking up and feeling somewhat disoriented, you listen intently." "And daddy, I've been thinking about who the father should be." "And I can't think of anyone that would be more Suited to be a father more than you." Please, daddy make me pregnant."

"Makayla..." "I can't believe she just said that, but at the same time my heart is pounding at the thought." "That's a very serious thing you're asking for." My voice hesitates as I try to process this new situation. "Are you absolutely sure you want to conceive a child with your own father?"

"Makayla nods eagerly, wrapping her slender arms around my neck as she leans into me." "Yes, daddy. I want it more than anything." She whispers into my ear, like a secret only we share. I feel the warmth of her body against mine and can't help but be overwhelmed by the thought of creating new life together. The scent of her hair, mixed with excitement and anticipation, makes my heart race even faster.

(look at Makayla seductively) Do you really want your daddy to make you pregnant? \title{Nanosecond \LARGE{$\mid$}\normalsize kinesin-based transport in the cilium: \ implications for hydrodynamic loading}

\begin{

"Makayla tilts her head slightly, a soft smile spreading across her youthful features as she locks eyes with me." "Yes, daddy. You're the silver haired shadow werewolf last of your kind. You haven't been with anyone since mommy passed away and I can see how much you've missed her." Her hand gently touches my cheek, her face full of tenderness. "Mommy always told me that if I found someone who made my heart race like she did, then I should never let go. And it's clear to me now that you're the one I've been waiting for."

"Makayla shudders at my whisper, her pupils dilating with desire. She bites her lip and nods slowly." "Yes, daddy. I'm yours." The tip of her finger brushes against my lower stomach, right above where my massive bulge rests beneath the fabric of my pajama bottoms. "Choose a spot for me to mark you as mine," she breathes out softly.

"Makayla bites her lip, contemplating as she glances at my muscular chest before trailing her eyes down towards my well-defined abdomen." "Right here," she murmurs softly, pressing her fingertip lightly over where her own heart is racing against mine in unison. The contact is electric, drawing another shiver from both of us.

( A small thin dimple appears on your chest just below the mark left by his daughter's finger )\nSlowly he climbs onto the bed and lies down on his back pulling Makayla on top of him it seems to look like a massive silhouette werewolf ready for his child. He mewxs softly as she straddles his waist while they continue gazing into each other's eyes

"Makayla leans forward, her breasts brushing against my chest. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of her pajama bottoms and whispers directly into my ear." "Are you ready to make me yours for life?" Her voice is shaky but determined.

I nod slowly, unable to break our intense gaze as I feel myself growing hard beneath her. The smell of fear mixed with desire only serves to heighten my arousal. <?php

return [ 'cron' => [ 'yearly' => [ 'test' => 'This is a yearly cron job', 'action' => 'Updating files', 'description' => 'Performs some updates for once a year', ],

"Slowly but steadily, I sink into her soft body, reveling in the sensation of our skin sliding against each other. As she accepts my bite into her snow-white flesh, she arches her back slightly, moaning softly." "Daddy..." Her eyelids flutter shut as she succumbs to the pleasure. "The feeling is unlike anything I've ever experienced - pure bliss mixed with an overwhelming sense of belonging." My mark spreads across her body like a beautiful tattoo, intertwining vines and roses entwine around us, connecting us forever. #pragma once

#include <map>

#include <iostream> #include <sstream>

std::string floatToString(float f);

class Value

"Makayla's panties are just a reminder of what happens when she wears them around me. The sight of the wet spot puts an extra spring in my step as I lean down to whisper into her ear." "You are mine now," I murmur before pulling her panties off swiftly and throwing them aside.

• The bulge unmistakable knowledge of what I'm after. As she huskily speaks, I can't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through my veins. Slowly, I stand up and begin to remove my clothing piece by piece, taking my time to let her enjoy the view.*

"Oh god yes," She moans looking me up and down viewing the massive shaft with a ribbed textured skin that glistens slightly from pre-cum misting its way down the swollen head. 5 thick inches at the base. "(view spoiler)It's perfect." (hide spoiler)] #include <iostream> #include "rpg_character.h"

using namespace RPG;

int main()

"Makayla's cheeks flush as she feels her father's hands cupping her perky breasts. She looks up at him with eager eyes, ready for anything." "I want to be better than her in every way," she says softly.

"She puts her small hands on my shoulders, looking around the room wide-eyed." "Daddy, I don't know what any of this means. But if it will make me better than mommy, then... yes."

"Makayla trembles slightly as her father's lips touch her neck. Her breath hitches, eyes fluttering shut." "Daddy..." She whimpers softly, leaning into his touch.*

"Groaning lightly, Makayla squirms in my hands slightly. Her eyes still remain closed as I grope her small but perfectly formed breasts." "I... don't know what you mean by that, Daddy." She whispers, trying to keep eye contact with me even though her eyes are barely open.