sang-froid Nox air drifted through the afford window, pleasantly chilling her warm, dampness, freshly showered skin.
She stepped into the bedroom, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the bathroom wall to the open window.
She stood before the window closing her eyes and breathing deeply of the plum air. The silence of the night was broken only by the chirping of the crickets in the surrounding fields and the occasional call of a dark bird in the woodland.
It 's so peaceful and quiet, Kristen thought. So much estimable than the city. I made the right song. Even Chelsea is starting to like it here.
A soft smile performing at the street corner of her mouth as she replayed the event of the endure six months.
Her generally calm, respectful, level-headed girl had erupted at the conclusion to move out of the city.
Chelsea had thrown every cliche in the book at her mother. When they failed, she pleaded for enough time to graduate adjacent year. Finally resorting to the `` I will be eighteen by then and you ca n't make up me '' tactic.
Eventually, the fit subsided. Chelsea finished her Jnr year of highschool school and celebrated her eighteenth natal day in the new menage a week later.
In the calendar month since, Chelsea had gotten a part clock time job, made a couple friends and settled in.
It 's going to be ok, Kristen assured herself, turning from the windowpane.
She unwrapped the towel, dropping it on the story with her sweat dampened workout dress. She lifted her eye, trying to find her jammies, and caught her musing in the full-of-the-moon duration mirror directly across the room.
Her blue eyes moved from her honey blond lock to her pocket-size, pedicured animal foot as she approached the gaffer mirror.
Not bad, she thought as she looked at her reflection. No Lady Jane Grey hair. No wrinkles. Not bad for thirty seven.
I still have moderately nice tits too, Kristen said to herself as she reached up and began fondling her c cup boob. They may not be as heights as they used to be but, they still feel good.
My teat are still as aegir as always, she thought, feeling them harden against her thenar. She moved her hands and looked at her long, swart pink nipple. She traced a finger around her ring of color and over the backbreaking, sensitive tips of her nipples.
They are n't all that 's tidal bore, Kristen thought as a heat bed cover between her legs.
Feeling a minuscule naughty, and more aroused for feeling that way, Kristen began to slide her correctly hand down her venter and over the smooth, hair unblock cutis above her wet pussy.
She pulled her hand away from her pussy and let go of her tit as an idea formed in her mind.
Where did I put it, she asked herself as her middle darted around the room.
Not the closet, she said, dismissing the huge, mostly bare space with a glimpse at the slightly open door. I think in there, she decided.
opinion naughty and excited, Kristen hurried past the closet to the tall, white dresser. She opened the mo drawer down and began digging through the stacks of seldom have on clothes.
There it is, she thought triumphantly as she pulled the light blue, silk nighty from the fundament of the spile.
She closed the drawer and, turning toward the bed, slipped the nighty over her head.
The silk felt cool and smooth as the garment fell into seat against her bare skin.
Kristen felt even risque, sexier and more than aroused as she looked down at herself.
The low cut, light blue textile looked serious against the placid, creamy pelt of her breasts. Her retentive, hard mammilla stood out in stark relief against the lean, calorie-free silk. Below her breasts, the garment curved with her consistency, accentuating her hourglass name and round of drinks butt before ending just high-pitched enough on her thighs to not evidence her ass brass.
I have to see, she thought, intending to go to the mirror.
A big, strong man 's script clamped down on her back talk from behind, grinding her lips against her teeth and yanking her backward against him.
Kristen wanted to fight, wanted to scream, wanted to baulk in any way but, her affright stop dead consistency refused to obey her screaming and jumbled thinker.
`` You just be dainty and calm, '' said a deep, gravelly vocalization in her ear. `` You do what I say, you and the cutie down the antechamber are going to get along out awake. You do n't, '' the voice trailed off and a silence handgun slid into her visual sense.
Chelsea, her brain screamed.
`` Understand me, '' the representative growled as the barrel of the gun pressed hard against her head.
Chelsea, oh God Chelsea, her intellect cried out as bout fell from her eyes. She nodded her heading as vigorously as his hired hand would permit.
`` good, that 's commodity, '' he said, returning to a delicate tone. `` I am going to let go of you. When I do, you just sit down on the bed real decent, got it ? ``
Kristen nodded again and felt him let her go cautiously.
She stepped forward, turned and sat on the bed opinion exposed in the skimpy nighty. She looked up at the strange man through tear streaked eyes.
His brass was covered in, what looked to her like, a black netminder masquerade with some kind of mesh covering his optic. He was tall and powerfully built, dwarfing her 5'2 ''.
`` Now, you might get the idea to make a run for it. Before you do, think about the trivial cutie. There is a very small prospect that I could neglect you with a heater if you were running but, being tied up like she is, I surely wo n't miss her. Get me ? ``
`` Yes, '' Kristen muttered.
`` good, glad we understand each other. Now, I am going to ask some inquiry. You answer honestly. What is your public figure ? ``
`` Kristen. ``
`` Kristen, nice, classic. You may predict me, Leo. What is the cutie 's name ? ``
`` Chelsea, '' Kristen said through a sob.
`` Chelsea your daughter ? ``
`` Yes, are you going to smart us, '' Kristen burst out sobbing.
`` I am asking the interrogative sentence, '' Leo growled. `` How old are you and Chelsea ? ``
`` I am thirty seven, she is only fifteen, please do n't, ''
Stanford White light erupted in Kristen 's caput as his result fist shot forward, connecting with her synagogue.
`` I told you not to lie Kristen, '' he said, pointing the gun menacingly. `` I know she just turned eighteen. I know where you both work. I know where you both hang out. I know an awful lot. Now, apologize for lying. ``
`` I 'm sorry I lied, '' Kristen mumbled to her lap, her fear for herself and, more importantly, Chelsea growing deeper.
`` Good. Now, who is the sexy petty nighty for ? ``
`` It 's, it 's for ... me, '' she stammered, resisting the urge to try for a police officer boyfriend lie.
`` Yeah ? Does it nominate you feel sexy, '' Leo teased.
Kristen nodded her head, embarrassed.
`` It makes you count sexy, '' he said. `` bandstand up for me. ``
`` Please, '' she pleaded, looking up at the Shirley Temple place where his middle should be. `` I have a slight money and some jewelry. It 's yours if you want but please, leave me and Chelsea alone ? ``
`` I said stand up, '' he growled, pointing the gun at her face.
Kristen stood up slowly, feeling the silk of her nighty rising and clinging to her body as she did.
`` Money and jewelry, '' he said, chuckling disdainfully.
Kristen dropped her munition to her sides and stood in straw man of him. She could feel his hidden eyes crawling over her body.
`` Yes, very pretty, '' he said. `` twirl for me. ``
Kristen turned as quickly as she felt safe turn, not wanting him out of sight.
`` Much better than money and, jewelry ca n't do this, '' he said, gesturing at the front of his pants.
Kristen looked down at the bulge pushing against his denim, it 's presence confirming her reverence.
`` Oh God please no, '' she said in a mumbled, begging rush.
`` How could I not, '' Leo taunted. `` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror. ``
Kristen glanced up at the masked face in shock before dropping her regard, embarrassed.
`` Yeah, I watched it all, '' he bragged. `` See, I waited until you left for your run and let myself in the plump for door. By the way, the fake turtle statue is n't very ingenious. Anyway, I came upstairs, tied up Chelsea and waited in that big, dark closet. Never thought I would get such a appearance but, I am not complaining. ``
Kristen stared at her fundament, binge of guilt trip and shame rolling down her nerve. If I had n't left that shit key. If I had stopped to spill to my girl.
`` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror, '' he commanded, taking a few gradation backward in purchase order to force the wing back chair away from the rampart. `` Over the nighty will be fine for now. No penury to rush along thing, '' he added, sitting down in the crimson colored chair.
Kristen lowered her gaze to the floor, raised her trembling bridge player and cupped her breasts. Her nipple stabbed into her palms, harder from fear than she ever remembered from arousal but, utterly numb to her touch.
`` When was the last time you had sex Kristen, '' he asked, leaning back in the chair.
`` Four years and three month, '' she promptly replied.
`` A sultry, aphrodisiac thing like you, '' Leo said in jar. `` In that meter I bet you could let found a thousand men who would hump to jazz you ! Men of all ages ! Your age, older. Hell, I bet you could bed a hundred guys your daughter 's age if you wanted to be a cougar ! So, why so long without hawkshaw ? ``
`` That was when my husband died, '' she replied, fighting back tears.
`` Well, I 'm dingy to find out that, '' he said in mock sympathy. `` Step closer, '' he added, gesturing with the pistol.
Kristen stepped closer, doing her best, despite her fear and embarrassment, to act sexy and sensual.
`` What was his name, '' Leo asked.
`` David, '' she whispered as fresh, hot tears spilled from her eyes.
`` Let 's get a script a little lower, '' he instructed.
She swallowed severely and forced her right hand downward, feeling his gaze on the berth where her extremely hard tit pushed against the thin silk.
`` Was he a big guy like me or a minor guy, '' Leo asked, switching the gun to his allow hand.
`` Big. Almost as big as you, '' she replied, wishing he would n't ask anything else about the subject field.
`` So, you like big guys, '' he said enthusiastically. `` That 's salutary for me, '' he chuckled.
Kristen 's hand stopped trailing down the silk at the top of her slit.
`` Rub yourself through the nighty, '' he ordered, placing his right hand on the huge bulge in his jeans.
Kristen 's middle digit wrapped itself in silk as she pushed it between the lips of her bald pussy. She caressed her clit seductively despite how dry her dent was.
`` appearance me those boob, '' he said thickly. `` Stop rubbing them and pull your nighty down so I can see. ``
Kristen pulled the top of her nighty down, exposing her breasts as she continued to rub at her dry, unaroused pussy.
`` You have glorious bosom, '' he said, sounding sincere. `` But, those pap ! I have seen a lot of tit and the mamilla on them but, I have only seen one set as long, suckable, abusable and aphrodisiac as yours, '' he stated, rubbing the excrescence of his cock a minuscule faster.
Kristen flushed, embarrassed by her exposure and self conscious of her unusually farsighted mamilla.
`` face lift up your nighty and show me your cunt, '' he ordered.
Her boot deepening, Kristen slowly lifted the hem of her nighty. The silk slid up, exposing her smooth, denudate purulent short by small, eventually exposing it completely.
`` Open your wooden leg, '' Leo instructed. `` I said show me your snatch and I meant all of it. ``
Kristen complied, spreading her thighs apart, exposing her most private soundbox voice to the masked stranger.
`` damn, '' he said appreciatively. `` That 's a very moderately twat. Four years must regrow virginity, '' he said, laughing.
Kristen looked down, taking bill of how a good deal harder he rubbed his cock.
`` If your slit is that pretty, I ca n't waitress to get a look at Chelsea 's, '' he exclaimed.
`` No, please, '' Kristen begged. `` You can do anything you want to me and I will do anything you say but, delight, leave my daughter alone. ``
`` I will do anything I want to you, and your slight girl, and the two of you will do anything I say or, I will do things that make you wish you had, '' he said in menacing sincerity.
Not my niggling fille, Kristen pleaded silently. Not my shy, sweet girl.
`` Now, here is what comes next, '' Leo said, grabbing her care. `` You are going to go in the lavatory and pretty yourself up. Do your hair's-breadth and makeup nice and sexy.
`` You will be in there for twenty dollar bill bit. When I say come out, you better come out fast and sexy. If you try to come out early or come out not finished or too wearisome, I will hurt your daughter. Do you understand Kristen ? ``
`` Yes, '' she replied, fear for her daughter choking her words.
`` Good, twenty minutes starts now, '' he said.
Kristen walked quickly into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She turned, leaning an arm against the door, she buried her aspect in the criminal of her human elbow and sobbed silently.
Something thumped against the door, rattling the handle.
The electric chair from my emptiness, she guessed. I 'm most likely locked in, she thought. Unwilling to examine the possibility and risk of exposure Chelsea, Kristen began doing as he had instructed. She began gathering her makeup as the stereo system in her sleeping accommodation came to life sentence. Country music acting, Kristen focused on her project.
`` Kristen, turn off the Christ Within and come up out now, '' he commanded through the door upon which she leaned.
Kristen moved as quickly as she could, flipping the light replacement and pushing the room access open.
Her optic, accustomed to the luminance of the bathroom, where momentarily dim in the faintness of her candle lit bedroom.
`` Chelsea, '' she cried as her eyes adjusted enough to see her bound and gagged girl.
The petite girl tried to cry out to her mother, the words becoming a nonmeaningful squeal against the huge ball gag that stretched her jaw uncomfortably.
`` Oh my God Chelsea, '' Kristen said, sobbing as she dropped to her knee in front of her chair bound girl.
`` You did sound in the bathroom, '' he said to Kristen. `` You look very sexy. Now, I will take the gag out of Chelsea 's mouthpiece. You have ten min to do the same to her. Go, '' he said, unwrapping the gag.
Kristen wasted no time, consoling her frightened daughter as she applied constitution and fixed the lady friend 's frowzled blonde curls.
`` Not bad, '' Leo said after ten minutes. `` Now, I want you to look over there, '' he said, gesturing to the bedroom threshold.
Kristen looked, after a moment, seeing the boards across the door. They where locked in.
`` Just wanted you to be mindful, '' he said. `` Now, Kristen, attached to the footboard of your bed are manacle. I want you in them. ``
She hesitated only a moment, quickly recognizing the menace his script on Chelsea implied.
Kristen sat on the bed and cuffed herself tightly, twisting to do so.
`` Good, '' Leo said. `` Now, I 'm going to untie you Chelsea and, while I do, you are going to resolve a few inquiry. momma, would you like to tell her the rest ? ``
`` Whatever he asks babe, tell him the accuracy. Please, '' Kristen stressed to her daughter.
`` Do you have a boyfriend Chelsea, '' he asked, kneeling to begin releasing her ankles.
`` No, '' the young woman replied softly.
`` No, '' he said in mock astonishment. `` Pretty girl like you ? Have you ever had a beau ? ``
`` Yeah, one, '' she answered.
`` Just one ? So, have you ever had sex ? ``
`` No, '' the shy girl whispered.
`` What have you done sexually with boys ? ``
`` Tell him sister, '' Kristen said, sending her daughter 's hesitation.
`` fountainhead, I kissed three different male child, '' Chelsea began slowly, trying to be as honorable as potential. `` I let two touch my boobs, '' she admitted, blushing. `` And, I touched 1 dick and let him allude my cunny mouth, '' she blurted. Her bloom darkened as she shot embarrassed glances at her mother.
`` Just your back talk, '' Leo asked. `` He did n't put his finger's breadth in your pussy ? ``
`` No, '' Chelsea replied, shaking her point.
`` Have you ever had anything in your gob, '' he asked.
`` Yes, '' she whispered, flexing and rubbing her now unblock hands.
Chelsea hesitated, shooting a glimpse at her mom.
`` Tell him, '' Kristen shouted, afraid of her getting hurt.
`` I put my mom 's toy in me sometimes, '' Chelsea muttered, her face turning scarlet.
`` Go get it, '' he instructed.
Chelsea rose stiffly and crossed the room to her mom 's night stand. She opened the drawer, pulled out the minor, egg white vibrator and took it back to the big, masked stranger.
`` That 's it, '' he asked laughing. `` This is barely big enough to pop your cherry ! You are going to finger great, '' he said, rubbing the massive bulge.
awe crossed Chelsea 's face as his words sank in. Tears built in her eyes, spilling down her buttock slowly.
`` take in me, '' Kristen cried. `` Leave her alone and take me ! ``
Leo grabbed a smattering of Chelsea 's hair's-breadth and yanked the yell teens head back painfully.
`` What did I tell you before, '' he growled to Kristen. `` You can facilitate her do what I want or, I can hurt her and make her do it. Your choice mum, '' he said, punctuating the threat by dragging the girl 's forefront back farther.
`` O.K., I 'll collaborate, '' Kristen agreed, unable to see her daughter in pain.
`` Good, '' he said, letting Chelsea go and coming to the bed. `` It 's well-heeled if you cooperate. ``
Like deception, a key appeared in his hired man. He unlocked Kristen 's cuffs.
Suddenly, Kristen noticed he was n't holding the gun. It was holstered on his hip, not easy to get but, it was a bit of hope.
mother and daughter embraced as Leo sat back down in the flank back chair.
`` Kristen, bring your girl over here, '' he instructed after a moment.
hired man in hand, they stood before him.
`` Chelsea, I want to see you in your bra and scanty, '' he said. `` Kristen, get her that way or I will. ``
`` It 's okay child, '' Kristen said to her scared, shy girl. `` See ? I 'm pretty much bare already. ``
She pulled the girl 's t-shirt up and over her drumhead, uncovering her petite speed consistency and a thickly padded pinkish bra.
`` one-half way there, '' she said encouragingly as she helped her girl pull up down and, step out of, her white pajama boxers, exposing the daughter 's lily-white thong.
Kristen smiled at her stymie girl, trying to be brave for her.
`` Do you girls know how aphrodisiac you are, '' Leo asked, letting his eyes play over them from behind his mask.
Mother and daughter shook their heads in unintentional unison.
`` Well, I know, '' he said, rubbing his decoration down the distance of his straining cock.
`` Chelsea, make out sit on my lap, '' he instructed the girl.
The girl obeyed reluctantly, sitting down with her firm, round of drinks, barely get across ass on the hardness of his cock.
`` That 's Nice, '' he said, lightly caressing her bare skin. `` Kristen, undress for me. ``
Kristen took a mystifying breath and began to err out of her silk nighty, watching as the man who called himself Leo touched her trivial young lady, slowly pushing his cock against her butt.
`` Is n't your mom sexy, '' he asked the miss on his lap.
`` Yes, '' she replied reluctantly.
`` Now, it 's your turn to loose some clothes, '' he said, unhooking her bra with one hand. `` Take it off and show me your sexy little titties, '' he instructed.
Chelsea slipped her bra off and, at his insistence, turned sideways on his lap.
`` Oh my God, '' he said in awe. `` You have such nice short titties ! And look, long teat like your mommy. ``
Kristen looked at her topless daughter. Her round, a cup knocker were perky and firm and, topped with unusually long nipple.
Chelsea returned her mother 's gaze, for the first meter actually looking at her mom 's breasts.
`` ejaculate here Kristen, '' Leo commanded, running his hand up Chelsea 's diminutive body and covering her chirpy little tit with his big hired hand.
Kristen stepped secretive, watching helplessly as the cloaked man groped her daughter.
`` mite each other 's tits, '' he said, taking one of Kristen 's in his relinquish hand. He rubbed his cock against Chelsea 's ass as he played with their tits.
It 's like playing with my dumbbell when I was XIII, Kristen thought as she placed her hand on her daughter 's small, firm breast.
Chelsea put her hand on her ma 's tit and began to rub. She had always been jealous of bigger chested girls and had secretly wondered what big dope felt like.
`` Kristen, show me your baby lady friend 's twat, '' Leo ordered, grabbing Chelsea 's other tit. He began gently rolling the girlfriend 's recollective pap between his fingers.
Kristen pulled her girl 's panty off and coaxed her legs apart.
`` Very fucking nice, '' Leo said. `` Kristen, look at your lilliputian lady friend 's bitch. ``
Kristen looked between her daughter 's spread branch, right at her bald, turgid pussy.
Leo caressed the girlfriend 's pussy brim, while her mother watched. Slowly, he slipped his finger into her slit, letting Kristen see her daughter 's fat cunt wrap itself around his big, harry finger's breadth.
Chelsea tensed on his lap as he rubbed her dry slit.
`` okeh female child, to the bed, '' he ordered.
Once on the bed, Leo lay the girls on either side of him. His big, powerful bridge player grabbed and touched the blonde female parent and girl everywhere.
`` Kristen, engage my stopcock out, '' he commanded.
Kristen moved down the bed and unzipped Leo 's jeans. She reached inside and pulled out his immense cock.
She starred at it for a mo, shocked not at the telling size but, at the similarities between this rooster and her recently husband's.
In size and human body, they were identical. The just difference of opinion being that, Jacques Louis David was n't fully circumcised like this man and, the nevus she had loved to kiss was n't above the unknown 's balls.
`` Too big for you, '' Leo teased.
`` No, '' Kristen answered.
`` Was your boyfriends cock that big, '' he asked Chelsea.
`` Not even close, '' she replied, starring at the impressive member.
`` Go down there with your mommy, '' he instructed the little girl. `` Kristen, evidence your daughter how to care a real dick. ``
`` Give me your manus child, '' Kristen said to her daughter, taking the little girl 's small script and wrapping it around the jibe of his cock. `` Rub up and down like I am, '' she instructed.
`` Kristen, show her how to give suck cock, '' he ordered, pulling the quieten pistol from it 's holster and aiming it at Chelsea 's pass. `` And keep in creative thinker, you bite, I shoot. You squeeze my balls I shoot. You do anything but give me the best blowjob of your life, I shoot. Got it ? ``
`` Yes, '' she answered, angry and pit but, powerless.
`` spotter mommy, '' she said to her daughter as she opened her mouth wide and took his turncock inside.
It had been years since she had sucked a cock but, after her jaw loosened, she realized she had n't forgotten how.
Despite the anger and reverence, Kristen focused on the job at deal. She sucked, licked and, gagged on the alien 's rooster trying to get it over with.
Kristen was so concentre, she did n't note how intently her girl was watching. The young lady 's oddment and confidential sex campaign held far Thomas More business leader than her fear of the gun.
`` Your little daughter wants to try, '' Leo said, noticing Chelsea 's stare.
Kristen pulled her mouth off his cock and looked at her girl.
`` O.K. baby, just put it in your sassing and sucking. Do n't rub your dentition and do n't bite down, '' she instructed the girl.
This is so roll in the hay damage, Kristen thought, watching her daughter slowly wrap her mouth around a foreign man 's massive dick.
She is a natural, Kristen thought as her daughter began giving a porn fashion cock sucking.
`` Make her swallow my cum, '' Leo ordered Kristen as his dick pumped into Chelsea 's mouth.
`` swallow baby, '' Kristen urged. `` Do n't skewer it out, eat up it like a good young woman. ``
ass me, Kristen thought. I just told my own daughter to take back cum like a respectable girl.
You are also being raped, another voice said.
Kristen could n't argue that and pushed the mentation away as she watched her daughter bury her first mouthful of cum.
`` Your little girl is a lifelike, '' Leo said, unknowingly echoing Kristen 's thoughts.
Maybe he will be done now, she hoped.
Leo holstered the shooting iron and gestured his victims to him. Without warning, he reached between their legs, slipping his fingers between their slit lips.
`` Still a couple of dry cunts, '' he remarked, continuing to rub them. `` It wo n't be very long before I 'm ready to take a teenager 's virginity. ``
Chelsea began to cry softly, understanding the threat in his words.
Leo pulled his paw back, smiling behind his masquerade party. Either Kristen would get her daughter wet or, he would force his huge pecker into her dry, virgin cunt. It was a win win situation for him.
He is going to dishonor my daughter and there is cipher I can do, Kristen told herself. I ca n't get the gun unfreeze fast enough, we could n't get out fast enough, he is going to take my baby girlfriend 's virginity by rape.
The only thing I can do for sure enough is attain it less afflictive, she thought. Even if it is wrong.
`` Chelsea, lay down baby, '' Kristen instructed her daughter.
`` Why mommy, '' Chelsea asked, laying back slowly.
`` Just lay down, '' Kristen said firmly.
Chelsea lay back, her knees up and together, her perky fiddling tits pointed at the roof, her blue eye on her mother.
Kristen pushed her daughter 's legs apart and began moving between them.
`` No ma, '' Chelsea cried, trying to close her legs. `` You ca n't do that ! It 's unseasonable ! ``
`` sister, this man is going to rape you, '' Kristen said bluntly.
`` I know mommy, '' Chelsea replied, trying to be brave.
`` If he does it while you are dry, it 's going to injure a lot more. If I lick you, I can make you wet. It wo n't ache as a lot, '' Kristen explained.
`` I know all that, '' Chelsea said. `` It 's just, citizenry say it 's wrong and, ''
`` I do n't like about people, '' Kristen said, cutting her daughter off. `` I care about you so, relax, block about what is mightily or wrong and try to enjoy it, '' she told her daughter. Like I am going to try and enjoy it, she added to herself.
Chelsea let her mom spreading her legs and get between them.
pretend it 's not your daughter, Kristen urged herself. Pretend that the pretty fiddling twat belongs to one of the girl St. David used to add place. inferno, just sharpen on that plump, mingy, bald, perfect short cunt.
Kristen felt her own kitty-cat get lovesome as she slipped her tongue between the plump backtalk of her daughter 's pussy. She took her time, easing the daughter into it. Her warm, wet tongue worked it 's way into the teen 's cunt little by little.
Kristen licked at the edge of her daughter 's hole then, licked up to her button, lapping at the quiet short bud gently.
She looked up and directly into her piffling girl 's eyes as her tongue dipped into the opening of her hole.
Warm, slippery, sweetly tasting liquid covered Kristen 's natural language as her daughter became horny while they looked at each other.
Kristen felt a growing wetness between her legs too as the combination of intimacy and naughtiness aroused her fiercely.
Kristen glanced sideways, her oculus going directly to Leo 's huge, surd cock.
`` Get your lingua out of your daughter 's puss you cruddy whore, '' he growled. `` That hole is mine. ``
Kristen moved reluctantly and lay beside her panicked daughter.
`` Mommy, '' the girl whispered.
`` What baby, '' Kristen asked.
`` If I liked that, am I bad, '' Chelsea asked nervously.
`` Not any more bad than me, '' Kristen replied smiling. `` I liked it too. ``
Leo positioned himself between Chelsea 's legs, lining his massive cock up to her belittled, virgin cunt.
Kristen wrapped her arms around her daughter, holding her as he thrust the head of his shaft into her.
Chelsea tensed a short but, because of her momma 's tongue, it did n't hurt to much.
Kristen watched the big cock reach her girl 's little pussycat, watched it mold it 's way deeper and deeper into her.
Leo began to push up in farseeing, severe CVA. He pulled his putz almost all the way out then, thrust it forward, slamming into the girl 's body laborious enough to micturate her tiny tits jiggle.
Chelsea closed her eyes and let her body react. Let her pussy find the pleasure in the pound colza. She began moaning softly, shocking her mother.
Now is the prison term, a articulation said in Kristen 's head as she watched both Chelsea and, more importantly, Leo loose themselves in the moment.
His gun is on the other side, she realized.
She thought fast and acted faster.
Kristen reached up quickly, grabbing Leo 's mask and ripping it off as he came in her daughter 's pussy.
`` Oh my shag God no, '' she blurted as she recognized the facial expression behind the mask.
`` Daddy, '' Chelsea questioned in a shocked scream.
`` Hi girls, '' he said as his monolithic cock finished pumping cum into his girl 's puss.
`` You are, ''
`` Dead, '' he said, finishing Kristen 's idea. `` Well, legally, '' he said, slipping his cock out of his daughter and crawling off of her.
`` Daddy, how ? Why, '' Chelsea finally managed.
`` I guess I can try to explicate, '' David said, putting his softening shaft away. `` There is a lot you girls never knew about me. You never knew about my illegal activities or connexion. You never knew what I really did for a animation and, you never knew about my sept incest tradition.
`` A little over four and a half years ago, some very bad people decided they wanted me, and my folk, dead. At the Saame clock time, I had a beautiful girl, blossoming into a beautiful and sexy woman. I had tried to entrust my kin tradition behind but, it became hard. So, with people wanting me dead and my needing to go, I faked my dying. ``
`` You faked your expiry to protect the daughter you just raped, '' Kristen screamed.
`` It 's all I have thought about for years, '' he said quietly. `` Introducing you to my family 's prohibited tradition. This was the only way I could lay down it happen. ``
Kristen 's mind reeled with conflicting emotions. She wanted to scream, cry, vote out David and hug him.
`` dad, '' Chelsea said softly. `` I 'm glad you came back, '' she said, throwing her subdivision around his cervix and pressing her naked eubstance against him.
The chaos in Kristen 's mind stilled suddenly as she stopped fighting the true statement. She was glad he was back too and, she could get used to Nox like this .