Chapter 1275 My Daugter's Smooth Pussy(Incest/Taboo Sex):>Ep6

• My breath caught. I could almost feel the summer sun, hear the splash of water. The image was innocent, a frozen moment of pure happiness. But looking at it now, with the woman she had become snuggled against me, her body a mature echo of that girl's...it stirred something inside me, complicated and uncomfortable. The deep, paternal nostalgia was twisted together with a jarring, unwanted flicker of something else. I pushed it down, hard.
• Ellie glanced from the photo to my face. She must have sensed the struggle there. She gently took the frame from my hands. "That was a good day," she said simply, and wrapped it back in its tissue, placing it in a new pile--the "keep out" pile.
• We kept going. The process was cathartic and exhausting. We laughed at a picture of me attempting to assemble a Barbie dreamhouse, my big hands fumbling with tiny plastic pieces. We fell silent at a candid shot of Anne reading to a young Ellie in her bed, their heads close together, a shaft of evening sun painting them in gold.