So shameful yet so stimulating to be taken from behind by Dad in front of the window

Outside the window is a city with brilliant lights, inside the window are our bodies tightly embracing each other. Dad's hand brushes over my body, making me tremble all over. His fingers skillfully undo my clothes, and I can feel his breathing becoming more and more rapid. We kiss passionately in front of the window, his hand sliding to my sensitive areas, making me moan uncontrollably. Dad pushes me onto the bed and starts his movements. At that moment, I feel both ashamed and excited. Our gasps and the creaking of the bed intertwine, forming a symphony of passion. The city outside the window seems to be cheering for our incest. That night, I hug Dad tightly, feeling his warmth and strength, my heart filled with indescribable