Nephele Daughter of the Devil

sorry about how short this is, lack of motivation. please review!

Hot... wet... tight...



 Nephele shifted below her father as he took pleasure in her body. Her eyelashes slowly fluttered open revealing her purple orbs. She didn't fight as Zosimos continued to fill her with his cock. It burned with in her, it was as if his phallus was made of fire. She gasped as he pinched her clit hard. He looked into his daughters eyes as they watered and cast around in fear. He smiled as he felt her pussy clinch around his cock. He moved slower and wrapped his arms around waist, picking her up a few inches and burying his cock deeper into her love channel. She was perfect. The way she bit her lip while crying. It started to swell and Zosimos dipped down to suck the blood that tinted her pale lips. She tasted wonderful.



Nephele felt herself slipping as she came undone. Stars exploded in her vision. She distantly felt him moving slower within her. There was no room left inside her. She blushed as her cum seeped out around her fathers cock. She felt her uterus being beaten as he sunk himself deeper inside her. A moan escaped her lips as he kissed her and sucked her lip. Another orgasm rocked through her body and left her breathless and crying. Her mind was swimming and she couldn't focus on what her father was saying. She mewed a protest as his cock almost completely withdrew. Her pussy was flooded with her fathers cum and she felt it boil inside her.



He looked over her body as his cock softened. As he withdrew out of her he sealed her pussy shut keeping his seed deep inside her womb. He left her, eyes still glazed over, laying on the bed.



Slowly her senses came back to her and Nephele panicked. She got  uo and paced the floor while she thought of what to do next. She looked down at the floor and caught her reflection. She looked like herself again! She giggled and started dancing around. Suddenly she saw her pussy was gone, her flesh was just a smooth mound and her stomach was bulging a little. Her hands ran over her mound and around her stomach. Her father was trying to breed her!



Nephele cried as she tried to open herself up to get his filthy cum out of her. She summoned a tub and scrubbed herself raw everywhere.



Hours later Deoradhain found her clinging to her knees in a corner, mumbling and crying.  She didn't even see him as he lifted her up and brought her to the bed. He laid beside her, worry etched into his face. Her hair hung over her face as she trembled.



Nephele saw him after he moved the hair from her eyes. His face grim and worriedly looking in her eyes. Gods his eyes were red and flicked with passion. She studied his face and looked at how his hair swayed around his face from the breeze. Nephele's gaze shifted down his chest over his muscles and pale slightly red tinted skin to his black pants. She returned her eyes to his face and whispered, "Deoradhain."