We rolled around on the couch until Natalie was once again cuddled up to my chest. We were the very picture of the sin of incest. Father and daughter, naked together, covered in each others c*m.
I'd never felt more alive. I doubted I would ever experience something so intense again, or so forbidden.
I was so wrong.
Later that day we decided that this would be our last night at the cabin. This was a decision made more for survival than any real desire to leave. We would burn through most of the wood tonight, and get out in the morning assuming the clear weather held. We would walk out to the main road and meet my brother in his truck. Any other delay would be letting our supply of wood get too low, and if it snowed hard again, we'd be looking at running out of food in about a week. It wa
