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In the quiet of the night, a man's hand wraps around his stiff cock, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. He's fantasizing about his daughter, her innocent smile contrasting with the filthy thoughts racing through his mind. His balls tighten as he nears the edge, the first rope of cum painting his stomach, the second arching higher, landing on his chin. He licks it off, his eyes closed, savoring the taste of his forbidden desire. He continues to stroke, his cock glistening with pre-cum, until he's spent, his body shuddering with the force of his taboo release.