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With all the luggage in, on the trunk as well as the backseat, you realize that the cab only had enough space to fit two more passengers. 

You groan. "Damn it Nica, why'd you have to bring so much with you?"

She giggled. "Oh, come on, Daddy! You know you love buying me stuff!" She turned around and twerked her large ass at you for a second, almost invitingly. "I think it's just because you love seeing me wearing hot new clothes. Isn't that right, Mom?"

Amelia laughed. "She has a point there. Your dad's crazy for any scantily-clad woman." 

"Then I guess I'll just have to watch what I wear, hah!" Veronica winked at you. 

You blushed, feeling gallons of blood pour onto your cheeks. Veronica has always been playful with you, flirtatiously or not. But you've always laughed along with her. But this time, something felt different. She didn't know it, but it wasn't a joke this time. You knew you wanted her. 

You halfheartedly chuckle and say "Alright, alright ladies. Can we just get into the car now and get going?" 

"Yeah, but someone's going to have to sit and somebody else's lap," Amelia said.

"You know what, I've sat on an airplane for half a day, I really don't mind being uncomfortable for just a little more," Veronica replied, "Daddy, let me sit on your lap, just like when we were younger! Remember?"

It didn't even cross your mind she was your daughter. All it took was the thought of a beautiful woman's fat ass bouncing on top of your dick to convince you.

*[[Veronica sits on your lap.]]

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