Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

The moment the bathroom door swung fully open, Daniel’s breath died in his throat.

His eyes locked onto the most filthy, perfect sight he had ever seen.

A cunt.

Wide open. Completely exposed. Dripping.

The soft, tan outer lips were pulled apart, revealing the bright, glistening red of her inner folds in shocking detail. Strong, forceful jets from the hand shower were blasting straight into that open hole, forcing the delicate pink walls to flutter and spasm around the invading water. Every powerful stream made her inner petals open and close like a hungry mouth, shiny and swollen and obscenely wet.

It was Anna.

That smooth caramel skin and the long cascade of blonde hair hanging down the sides of her face were unmistakable. The ends of her hair were damp and stuck lightly to her shoulders and the upper curves of her heavy breasts.

She was bent forward at a perfect, slutty ninety-degree angle. Her right foot rested high on the rim of the bathtub while her left stayed planted on the cool tile. The position forced her plump, round ass high into the air and pushed her hips back so far that nothing was hidden. Her entire pussy was presented like an offering — open, flushed, and being thoroughly cleaned and fucked by water and her own fingers at the same time.

In her right hand she gripped the silver hand shower, angling the strongest jet directly into her stretched hole. With her left hand she was openly, shamelessly fingering herself.

Three slender fingers were buried knuckle-deep, pumping in and out with loud, wet, filthy sounds that mixed with the continuous hiss of the water.

Daniel stood frozen in the doorway, towel barely clinging to his hips, cock already rock-hard and throbbing. He could not look away.

Anna had no idea he was there.

She moaned openly, face tilted up toward the steamy ceiling, eyes closed in pure, selfish pleasure. Her soft pink lips were parted. Hot, breathy sounds kept spilling out of her as she worked her own body harder.

"Mmh... ahh... deeper... fuck, deeper..."

She pushed her three fingers in to the last knuckle, curling them hard against her front wall while the hand shower continued to blast cold, powerful jets of water straight into her cunt. The brutal contrast made her whole body twitch. Clear water and her own thick juices ran down the length of her fingers, over her wrist, and then trailed in shiny rivers over the soft curve of her ass before dripping onto the tiled floor in continuous splatters.

Daniel’s cock jerked violently under the towel. A thick bead of precum soaked into the fabric. He could see everything in filthy, perfect detail.

The way her greedy inner walls clung and sucked at her fingers every time she pulled them almost all the way out.

The way the strong water forced those bright-red folds to open even wider for a second before they fluttered closed again around her knuckles.

The tiny, involuntary spasms that rippled through her cunt every few seconds.

The shiny, swollen clit that had completely peeked out from under its hood, getting directly hammered by stray streams of cold water.

Anna shifted her weight. The movement made her fat, tan ass cheeks jiggle and ripple. She adjusted the angle of the shower head so the strongest, most focused jet now aimed straight at her clit while her fingers kept plunging in and out of her hole with wet, obscene schlicks.

"Ahhh—! Cold... so fucking cold... but it feels so good... ahh—"

Her knees bent slightly. Her stomach contracted hard. A visible, full-body shiver ran up her spine as the freezing water continuously teased and punished her most sensitive places. She started moving her hips in small, needy circles, fucking herself back onto her own fingers while the water kept invading her deeper.

Daniel’s breathing grew heavy and uneven. He could hear every wet sound of her self-violation, every soft broken moan, every hitch in her breath. The thick scent of her arousal mixed with the clean steam and drifted straight to him, making his mouth water. His cock was now fully hard and leaking steadily, the thick shaft twitching with every new filthy detail his eyes drank in.

Anna pushed a fourth finger inside herself.

The stretch made her moan louder, higher, almost desperate. Her cunt visibly struggled for a moment — the bright-pink rim stretched tight around four fingers — before it greedily accepted the extra thickness. Water and her own creamy juices mixed and poured down her inner thighs in shiny, continuous rivers.

She began thrusting her hand faster and harder, the wet, filthy sounds growing louder and more obscene.

"Mmh... yes... right there... ahh... fuck my hole... just like that...Daddy!!"

She was completely lost in it. Her long blonde hair swayed with every movement. Her heavy, tan breasts hung down and swayed heavily beneath her, the stiff, dark nipples brushing against nothing but air.

Every time she curled her fingers deep, her toes curled hard against the tile and the bathtub rim.

Daniel watched a particularly strong jet of water shoot straight into her open, stretched hole and then spill back out around her fingers in a messy, clear, forced gush. The sight made his cock jump so hard the towel nearly slipped. He wanted to walk forward, grab those wide hips, yank her fingers out, and bury his thick cock into that freshly rinsed, fluttering cunt until she screamed.

But he stayed still, drinking in every filthy

second.

Anna’s moans grew higher and more broken. Her free hand left the shower head for a moment so she could use two fingers to spread her outer lips even wider, completely exposing her inner pink to the merciless water. The strong spray hammered directly against her swollen clit and the sensitive, stretched entrance. Her whole body jerked hard.

"Ahhh—! Too much... it’s too much... my clit... ahh—Daddy—you are teasing me too much—!"

Her knees trembled violently. Her stomach clenched again and again. She forced herself to stay bent over, ass high, and kept fingering herself through the overwhelming sensation. Clear juices mixed with the shower water and poured down her thighs in continuous, messy streams. The floor beneath her was already wet and shiny with the proof of how desperately aroused she was.

Daniel’s eyes followed every single droplet. He watched the way her inner walls fluttered and tried to suck her fingers even deeper. He watched the way her tight little asshole clenched and relaxed in perfect time with her strokes. He watched the way her heavy tan breasts swayed and her stiff nipples tightened even more from the cold air and raw pleasure.

Anna was panting now, soft, broken, slutty moans leaving her lips with every breath.

"Mmh... ahh... I’m getting so close... just a little more... fuck... my cunt is throbbing..."

She angled the shower head again so the cold water sprayed in hard, pulsing bursts directly against her clit while her four fingers pumped harder, deeper, and faster. The wet, filthy sounds of her self-pleasure filled the entire bathroom like pure porn. Her hips started rocking back and forth more desperately, chasing the orgasm that was building like a storm inside her.

Daniel stood in the doorway like a statue, cock throbbing so hard it ached, eyes locked on the lewd, open, water-flushed, finger-fucked cunt of his daughter as she unknowingly put on the most erotic, filthy show he had ever witnessed in his life.

She had no idea her daddy was watching every single wet, twitching, dripping detail.

And he had absolutely no intention of looking away.

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