Daughter 's strumpet breeding
( An Incestuous serail narration )
Chapter Fifteen : Daughter 's Incestuous joy
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta recital this !

Mrs. Umayyah

The next day, my ass still hurt from my discipline. I could n't help but writhe as I sat in the back seat of my husband and professional 's car. My rump ached and throbbed. The longer the car ride went, the more my discomfort grew. The ache grew with every instant and I embraced it.

I deserved this pain.

I had become a adulteress. A working girl. A depraved woman who violated her marriage vows. I sold my body to my scholar. I turned my daughter into a working girl to canalize the lusts awakened in me when I witnessed Clint fucking his aunt, my blighter college professor, and his sis. It had planted a seed that grew into a sultry bloom with vines that had spread to every part of my body.

And when my daughter found out what I was, she told my hubby. And he ... He punished me.

Dominated me.

Made me his sex slave.

Now my daughter rode beside him up front, sitting tall, her bring out black-market hair's-breadth falling about her shoulders. She kept reaching over, patting my husband and passe-partout 's second joint, stroking him through his work jeans, her fingernails scratching at the dungaree. She 'd taken my position in his bed while I spent the night fucking our eldest son, Faizel, given to him by my husband and Master.

"There it is !"Leyla squealed in delight, bouncing in the seat. The nineteen-year-old clapped her men together with her schoolgirlish exuberance. She threw a tone over her articulatio humeri."You ready, Mommy-slave ?"

"Yes, Daughter,"I said, putting such vehemence on my new mistress 's name."I 'm so looking forward to it."

"screwing another man with your daughter, or obeying me ?"Karim growled. I saw his oculus looking at me in the rearview mirror.

"Both, my Master,"I answered, rubbing my hired hand before me, my pussy so juicy."It 'll be so naughty to pleasure him with our daughter."

"She is such a wicked married woman, dad,"Leyla said, her vocalisation dripping with use.

"Yes, she is,"my husband and passkey said, his voice a deep gravel."And you, my little flower, are a wicked slut."

Leyla beamed at him, her grin shining from her side. I had done an amazing job turning her into a strumpet, into a harlot. I had debased my daughter as a proxy for my own lusts, changing her forever.

I sucked in a trench breath. Today, I would sleep together another man who was n't my son in front of my husband. He would watch me be an everlasting fancy woman.

My pussy grew even toothsome. This is what I had craved ever since I peeped in on Clint fucking his family a class ago. I 'd feared it. I tried to hide it by delving into another obsession : online gaming. But that still did n't stop over me from descending into this whorish behavior. By training Leyla, it opened up all those desires I had suppressed.

And I was forever lost.

But start we had to make another plosive speech sound. And I was n't looking forward to it. My stomach grew tense as my husband and master turned into a private road of a prominent, expensive house. Not a house, but something big than any family really need. Instead, it proved that the owner had money.

I climbed out of the car in my conservative dress, my physical structure naked beneath. I had my straits bowed, no hijab wrapped around my silky-black tomentum. I followed my hubby and Leyla to the breast threshold, my daughter clinging to my husband and passe-partout 's arm. She practically floated beside him, bursting with desire for what was coming.

Karim reached the door, rang the doorbell.

Todd Myers, the Fatherhood of Kimmy, my daughter 's friend and my son 's slut-girlfriend, opened the door. Todd 's face soured at the wad of me. Then he glanced at my husband. He clenched his fist, the ire swelling in him.

I winced.

"motive Thomas More money ?"Sir Alexander Robertus Todd demanded."Or did you bring my daughter home plate ? If you 're going to blackmail me for fucking her, at to the lowest degree she could be around so I can get what I 'm paying for."

"My wife is here to apologise for that,"Karim said."She made a fault. The slut grew greedy."

"slovenly woman ?"Sir Alexander Robertus Todd asked, arching an brow.

"My wife is a whore. A disgusting jade who sells her body for money."He grabbed me and pulled me past Leyla to pierce me at Sir Alexander Robertus Todd. I did n't struggle him. My black hairsbreadth swayed about my shoulder as I sucked in a abstruse breath, fear sweeping through me."Apologize to him.

"Yes, my master,"I said, sucking in a trench breath. This was so humiliating. So stymy. I hated apologizing, and admitting I was wrong."Mr. Myers, I am humbly sorry for blackmailing you and setting you up. I was a covetous sow. A disgusting bitch."I fell to my knees, looking up at him."And to usher you how lamentable I am, I am willing to do anything to realize it up for you.

"Anything."

"Anything ?"

"hard worker, strip out of the lying garment,"my hubby growled."Show him what you truly are !"

Despite the humiliation burning in my impudence, or maybe because of it, my pussy almost creamed itself."Yes, my Master,"I moaned, my hands shooting to the buttons of my wearing apparel."Mr. Myers, I was a cunt to you. A bitch. And you deserve to use my consistence. In any way you want."

His angry heart smoldered as he watched me strip. I ripped the bodice of my dress open, my large, dusky breasts spilling out. I shivered, my heart racing as I stared up at him. I squirmed my articulatio coxae, my pussy dripping with turmoil. I slipped my arms out of the sleeve of my dress, my pap swaying with my movement.

He licked his lips.

"And the video recording of me fucking my girl ?"he growled."The one you threaten to record my wife."

"Deleted,"Karim said."And your recurring 'donation'to the 'after schooling clubhouse'has been canceled."

"It was so mean of my mommy-slave to do,"Leyla said."I had no idea, Mr. Myers. I just thought I was filming Kimmy 's firstly time. I had a lot of fun with you. I never wanted to hurt you like that mean bitch."

I shuddered at my daughter 's Bible. I rose, letting my garb drop off my trunk. My newly shaved kitty-cat felt so denude. I could sense the air currents wafting about my pussy lips, tingling them. My juices cooled my hot flesh as they dribbled out of me.

"So fuck her hard, Mr. Myers,"Leyla purred."Or larrup her, or do whatever you want to my mommy-slave."

"She 's yours to maltreat,"my married man said, sounding eager to see me punished further.

"Please, Mr. Myers,"I said, saying his epithet as submissively as possible. I turned around for him, letting him drink in in my MILF body. I had a mature and sleek figure, my ass curving, my tummy flat, my tits large.

He smacked my spanked ass. I gasped, my titty bouncing before me. The hurting surged through me, warming my twat even more. I wiggled my ass at him, inviting him to do whatever he wanted to do to me.

"Anything, huh ?"Mr. Myers said."You do n't beware, Karim ? She 's your wife."

"Was,"my married man and professional said."Now she 's my slave-wife. And she 'll let you do anything."

I nodded my head, staring up at him."I will, my schoolmaster. Anything."It felt so redress to me now. Being his sex slave fulfilled this depraved desire in me. It filled me to the brim with aching passion to give over my whorish desires into his hands."I 'm yours."

I could see the pleasance in his eyes. And the hump in his jeans.

Mr. Myers growled like a snarling animal. He seized my hair. I gasped at the cushion of pain as he hauled me through the living way to the kitchen. I stumbled after him, my titty swaying. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the counter. My mamilla rubbed against the surface. I sucked in cryptical breathing place, my nerve thudding away in my breast, waiting for him to do something.

To penalise me.

My nipple ached and throbbed as I felt everyone 's eyes on my well-spanked ass. I wiggled my rose hip, putting on a show for them. I spread my thighs farther apart, exposing my slit to their thought. I could sense my labia parting, exposing my pink, whorish astuteness to their eyes.

"Use me, Mr. Myers,"I groaned.

"Look at that slutty pussy, Daddy,"Leyla said."She 's just dripping for it."

"Your female parent is a whore,"my husband and passe-partout groaned.

"Mmm, I know. I inherited her hot pussy. Let me depict you, Daddy."

My daughter fell to her knee joint. The zipper of my husband 's jeans rasped. She produced his pecker and swallowed it with such hunger. She bobbed her whorish lips up and down her Church Father 's dick, sucking so hard, moaning her delight.

I could watch her please her dad all day. She had such a pure enthusiasm about her. She just wanted to give pleasure to every guy she could, especially my husband. She did n't try to trick them. She did n't try to wring every penny out of them she could. She just enjoyed herself.

"I 'm so dark, Mr. Myers,"I moaned."Use my consistency as an apologia !"

He grabbed my ass, squeezing my spank butt-cheeks.

"Yes, yes, that 's it. correct me, Mr. Myers. I was a complete—"

My words cut off in a sidesplitter as Mr. Myers rammed his hard cock into my unlubed asshole. A burning rod stabbed deep into my bowels. I shuddered and groaned, my eyes widening. Then his crotch smacked into my bruised ass, sending stinging painfulness shooting through me.

My tits rubbed into the tabulator as I squirmed and gasped. His pecker sodomized me hard. He pumped away at my bowels. The pain in my depths melted my pussy. I whimpered and gasped, finding pleasure in the agony. I bucked back into him, taking my punishment like the kinky slattern I was.

"That 's it !"I groaned."screwing my ass ! penalise me ! Ooh, yes, yes, yes !"

I 'd love his son already, and Carter had inherited his Father 's warmth. Mr. Myers fucked me toilsome, grunting and growling like a beast as he buggered me. Velvety clash burned in my cocksucker. I grunted and groaned, the pain fading with every thrust, replaced Sir Thomas More and more by pleasure as my gut adjusted to his hot thrusts.

And every sentence he buried into me, he slapped my ass. He smacked it. My bruise ass drank in the sense impression. I grunted with each one, the pain slamming into the joy, lifting me higher and eminent towards an orgasm.

I grunted. I groaned."shtup my shit !"I hissed."Use me ! I was such a bitch to you ! Such a have sex bitch ! Just use me ! Cum in me !"

"Goddamn cunt !"growled Mr. Myers."Sending my daughter to do it me so you could blackmail me ! Bitch !"

He slammed even harder into my motherfucker. The burning friction made my pussy even hotter. My cunt clenched, succus flooding down my thigh. I loved his emotion while in the background, my daughter sucked so surd on her daddy 's peter. My married man watched me getting punished, squirming on another man 's dick, loving it fucking my unlubed asshole.

My groan echoed through the kitchen. I gasped louder and louder. The pain in the ass. The rapture. The dual sense swirled through me. I sucked in abstruse breaths as I clenched my bowels down on his plunging dick.

It hurt again for a moment. A flare pass of pain stabbing into my bowels. I drank it in."keep pounding me so hard !"I howled."Keep making my ass hurt ! Spank me with your privates !"

"Your wife is a whore !"snarled Mr. Myers.

"I am !"I moaned, my back arching, my nipples throbbing against the table.

"Fuck !"

He buried his dick into my bowels and that wonderful moment happened. His peter erupted into my asshole. He pumped me full of his hot cum. I groaned, his seed spilling deep into me. My back arched at the gamey feeling.

My husband gave me to this man.

I came.

My dickhead writhed about his gumshoe, milking out the hot squirt of jizz. I loved every wonderful spurt. The hot spunk filled my intestine as the pleasure screamed through my physical structure. My back arched, feeling my husband 's heart on me as I climaxed like a whore.

A filthy slut.

The delight slammed into my psyche. adept burst before my eye as I savored this delicious delight. I groaned and gasped, my asshole spasmed about his dick. I milked out every drop of cum that I could from his dick, the exaltation swirling through me.

"Whore !"grunted my husband, and I knew he pumped his spunk into our daughter 's mouth.

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Leyla Umayyah

turmoil explosion through me as dada and I reached the doorway, Mommy-slave following behind us. She had a stiffness to her gate from being buggered so toilsome by Mr. Myers twenty minutes ago. Listening to her whorish grunt had made my pussy so wet as I sucked daddy 's cock.

And now I would get to sate my bitch. Daddy was whoring me out for the first gear prison term. He was my pimp now. He would pull in the money and choose who Mom, my ally, and I would fuck. We would stimulate him so much money unlike Mom who wasted all the money she made off of us on lingerie to please her student lovers.

"One instant !"President of the United States Ian Carver, who ran my college, shouted from inside. He sounded so eager. He had paid to have it off Mom and me all day today. A $ 1000 to enjoy our bodies. To watch us commit incest before him while fucking our bodies.

It was so naughty.

The doorway opened. prexy Carver, wearing a bathrobe, oculus fell when he saw my tall, burly Church Father. The balding administrator had almost Daddy 's superlative, but he did n't have the muscled torso brought about by working in construction for the last two decades. Nor did he have the fierce, bristling face fungus that gave him such an tempestuous, imposing vibe.

My Daddy was the sexist of men.

I could n't help but smiling as care sprouted in chairperson sculpturer 's eye. He swallowed and said,"This is such a surprise, Jawdat,"he said, looking past me to my mommy-slave standing behind me. It was always so unearthly hearing Mom 's veridical name. At school, everyone called her Mrs Umayyah."Did we have an appointment or something with your family ?"

"My married woman told me everything,"Daddy said, his vocalization almost a growl."How you fucked my barely sound daughter for money, how you paid my whore-wife for the privileged, and how you paid again to fuck them all day long. Both of them. My wife. My daughter."

"Oh, Jesus of Nazareth,"chairperson cutter said, the gloss draining out of his face. He backed up, intimidated by my daddy."I ... I do n't ... It was ... I ..."

"dad, stop being so mean,"I said, so eagre to bed President cutter again. He 'd been the inaugural man I ever prostituted myself to. Not my kickoff fuck. My younger chum Jalal gave me that delight."We 're still going to feature fun with you today, Chief Executive Carver. I really, really enjoyed your dick. It made me cum so hard."

The President still looked panicky, though now his center bulged, unsure what was happening. But he backed off, letting us enter the house. I gave him such a supportive grin, wanting to let him know that he did n't need to be afraid. That my mommy-slave and I would do everything we could to make him feel good.

"So, uh, Karim,"president statue maker said,"this is, uh, really ... You 're fine with ... this ?"

"And if I was n't, would that have stopped you from fucking my wife and daughter behind my back ?"Daddy demanded.

The president flinched again."wellspring ..."

"Just deal over the money, and then enjoy them,"Daddy said.

"right hand, right,"President carver said, sounding dazed, almost frightened even. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his robe, pulled out the undulate wad of 1920s, and handed it over."So, uh, I guess we should start."

"We should,"I said. I looked up at Daddy and could secern he was eager for it. He 'd watched me fuck Jalal before, and it had turned him on so a lot. He 'd yank his hawkshaw watching my scantily legal body writhe with my younger brother.

And now he 'd get to watch me being a cyprian. It made my nineteen-year-old snatch clench so hard. A empty-headed wave of warmth washed through me.

"Mommy-slave, strip !"I commanded while pushing pappa back to sit on a lounger. I winked at him and whispered,"Enjoy."

"You, too, my little flower,"he told me, stroking my cheek. I shuddered and let out such a wanton moan.

My clothes flew off as fast as I could while both President carver and my daddy watched my marriageable eubstance bare itself. My round of golf chest jiggled complimentary of my blouse, my hands stroking my dusky chassis. My brown mamilla were hard and tingling, aching to be used. Beside me, Mom bared those big boob of hers, so soft and succulent.

I could n't help touching them. I squeezed them while President George Washington Carver let out such a low moan of delight. I grinned at him, shaking my hips, my skirt falling down my second joint exposing the rest of my naked consistence, my twat as freshly shaved as Mom's.

"Mmm, are n't these just such mature nipple, chairperson Carver ?"I asked, leaning over to nuzzle at my mom 's breasts.

"Y-Yes,"he said, still nervous, rubbing manpower on the hem of his cerulean bathrobe.

But I could see twitching in the crotch. His prick grew voiceless watching the lesbian incest unfold before him. I gave him a dazzling grin as I rested my grimace against my mother 's white meat, her nipple operose on my cheek. I winked at him then turned my face and sucked on her nipple.

Mom groaned, her hands working her frock off of her hips as I suckled on her teat like I had as a infant. I loved her fat nub, nibbling on it with my flaccid sassing. My tongue swirled around it, savoring how thick it was. How wonderful it felt in my mouth.

"Oh, daughter,"Mom said, putting such cultism into that news. She served me, too. I had taken her post as the headspring woman in the family. dada 's daughter-wife. I had wanted to discover a man who would let me have sex other guys, to be a tart, and I found that person in the best man in the world.

My daddy !

I squeezed Mom 's breasts, wiggling my hips, knowing Daddy watched me as much as chairman statue maker. I sucked and nibbled on Mom 's nipple, my pussy juices running down my thighs as they both stared at me.

"Oh, daughter, you are so sweet,"Mom groaned, her men sliding up my consistence to my firm, youthful titties. She squeezed them, her thumbs sweeping across my boob and brushing my mamilla."Is n't she, Ian ?"

"Yes,"the chairman groaned."She is, Jawdat."

"Mrs. Umayyah,"growled my husband."Show my slave-wife respect."

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Umayyah,"squeaked the president."I 'm so sorry for insulting your ... slave-wife."
"And you 're going to bonk her whore-cunt,"growled papa, his interpreter so throaty. He got off on ordering us to be such sluts.

I loved it.

"You are, Ian,"moaned my mom."My daughter and I are going to love you. So how would you like us to please you ?"

My pussy tightened in anticipation. I wanted to be ordered by my customer, to be given bid. It was so hot to submit. So exciting. My juices leaked down my thighs as I purred about my mother 's teat. I nibbled on it, waiting.

"You could, um, well,"stammered the president, rubbing at his robes now, his dick peeking out the scratch, so pink and in need.

"Just acquire some chunk and tell us to suck your cock,"Mom said, such scorn in her vocalisation. She needed a real man to order her around.

"Suck my pecker !"President cutter shouted, almost barking in fear of her. Then he cleared his throat and, with Thomas More confidence, said,"Bring your daughter over here. I want you both sucking on my dick."

My mouth popped off my mom 's mammilla. I grinned and said,"Yes, chairman Carver."

Together, my mom and I flowed to him, our bodies undulating, hips brushing each other. juice ran down my thighs. I sucked in such deep, trembling breaths as I came closer and closer to him. My center raced, thudding away in my inwardness. My pussycat boiled with excitement. We fell to our knees before him and opened his robe.

His dick thrust up from his brown Dubyuh, his balls not nearly as big as Daddy 's. Nor his putz. But it was fat. Its girth had stretched out my puss so wonderfully when I fucked him a few days ago at school. Such a wanton swirl of desire slid through me as I leaned forward with Mom, daddy staring at our posterior. Our hired man reached the president 's gumshoe. We grasped him.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned as we licked the tip of his hawkshaw together.

He stared down at us with such lecherousness in his center. He craved this so much. He wanted a mother and her girl to bonk him. He wanted us to lick and nose at his cock. To lay down him cum so hard. He wanted to shower our faces with his jizz.

And we wanted that.

My mom and I were so often alike. I just would n't know a man behind Daddy 's back. Only where he directed me. I squirmed my hips, juice running down my thighs as our tongues danced across the tip of his peter. I brushed my mom 's trouncing reed organ, our backtalk caressing as we pleased him. Precum stained both our tongues.

He groaned as we kissed around the edge of his dick. I shuddered, loving that I shared this stopcock with my female parent. My aphrodisiac mommy-slut. I felt so stopping point to her now. I was beaming I caught her fucking Clint yesterday. Now she could be who she truly was meant to be.

dada 's sex slave.

"shit,"President statue maker said, rubbing his hand across his balding head."tinker's dam, that 's it. Oooh, female parent and daughter are both cyprian. Both sluts."

"We are,"I cooed.

"I gave birth to such a little skank,"Mom moaned.

"And trained me."I glanced at Mom, so thankful she did. I gave her a kiss on the lips, tasting salty precum on her face.

Then we attacked his cock. Our hands pumped up and down his putz, Mom 's atop mine. We stroked him as our tongues fluttered across this squishy tip. He groaned, shifting on his couch, his hairy chest of drawers insurrection and falling as we pleased him.

The sounds he made cause my pussy to develop so wet and juicy. Every slug, every suck, made my twat tingle with loathly desires. I whimpered in delight. My essence hammered in my pectus. I clenched my twat so knockout as I pleasured him, aching to be filled by his lance. I flicked my tongue up and down his tip, driving him wild.

"Oh, fuck, yes,"he panted.

"Are you going to cum on our faces ?"Mom hissed."Are you going to spurt your contaminating spunk on my daughter 's facial expression. On mine ?"

"Are you, prexy George Washington Carver ?"I moaned."On your scarce legal pupil 's aspect ?"

"Yes !"he groaned."Then you 'll clobber each other clean."

"We will,"I panted, our script stroking his dick faster and faster. His pecker twitched in our grip."We 'll snowball it back and forth."

"My slut-Daughter and I will drive you wild."

"So godforsaken !"I cooed."Cum on my our faces, President Carver. Just paint our characteristic. Coat us in your spunk !"

"Yes,"he grunted."I will. So very much kindling on your faces. Oh, know, yes !"

He shuddered. His cock twitched in our hired man, spasming with his warmth. Hot cream splattered our faces. We pressed our brass tight, opening our lip wide. We wanted to secure that he coated us with his nerve. That every bead painted our feature article and dripped down our faces. I whimpered, my slit dripping with my excitement as his jizz ran across my features.

It splattered into my rima oris. I tasted the salty cum, loving it while my daddy watched. The recliner he sat on creaked. I knew he savored our whorish behavior. He ordered us to do this. He wanted us to be such hussy. mum and daughter prostitutes.

"Yes, yes, yes !"Chief Executive Carver grunted as the final examination bang of cum splattered across our foreheads.

The hot spunk running across our lineament, Mom and I turned to face each other. We groaned like wanton pussycats. Our tongues bathed each former. We licked and gathered the cum running across each early 's faces. I savored the debase joy, scooping it up on my tongue and swirling it through my rima oris before gathering more.

I licked up my mom 's Chin. Her natural language caressed over my forehead. We licked towards each other 's back talk. I held the mettle in my sassing until we met in a kiss. Then my lingua shoved into her mouth, carrying as much jizz as possible.

I met her tongue laden with his spunk.

"Oh, yes,"he groaned, watching us. He stroked his softening putz, eager for his second wind."clean each former up, sluts."

Our glossa passed his cum back and forth as more of his spunk ran down my human face. I shuddered, loving the nasty moment, this yucky mother/daughter bonding. Our hired man groped each other 's tits, squeezing and kneading each former while my twat ...

My slit dripped with juices.

I whimpered, needing to touch myself. I squirmed as I knelt before the United States President, my cunt on fire. But I kept groping my mom 's tit. I squeezed her big bosom as our tongues caressed each other until the jizz melted into our mouths.

Our treat gone, we licked up more off of each other.

"hoot,"groaned President Carver."You two are so depraved. And look at you, Leyla. Squirming like a bawd. Do you have a hot twat ?"

"A hot, barely sound puss,"I moaned as Mom licked mettle off my neck, her tongue so tender and wet.

"Mrs. Umayyah, your girl needs your helper,"our client moaned."Eat her cunt out right now. work up all her naughty juices."

"Yes, Ian,"Mom moaned, her eyes smoldering.

I did n't fight her as she pushed me down on my back. I squeezed my house tits, smiling up at President sculpturer. He slipped out of his bathrobe entirely and stroked his half-hard dick, watching my mommy-slut pry apart my thighs, exposing my shaved puss.

I still had a tight snatch, but with all the nooky I was doing, I doubt it would remain that way for long. Then it would be proof of how very much a whore I was. Such a slut.

"clout my pussy, mamma,"I moaned."Eat it for our client. We have to delight him !"

"Yes, Daughter !"

Her silky-black hair spilled over my second joint. I groaned at the caress of her hair. It made me thrill. I sucked in a mysterious breath, my pussy clenching and relaxing. juice flooded out of me. They trickled down to the whirl of my ass as I anticipated the incestuous contact of our flesh. I stared up at president Carver.

I moaned as Mom licked me.

Her tongue danced through my shaved folds. Her lips nuzzled into my cunt. She licked and fluttered her tongue, teasing me. I shuddered in delight. president Carver jerked his hardening dick faster, his eyes smoldering.

"This is what you wanted, is n't it ?"I moaned, squeezing my Whitney Young breast, so firm and pliant in my manus."Watching my mom eat my kitty ? You 're such a perv, are n't you ?"

"Yes,"he groaned.

"Lusting after your barely effectual students. Wanting to fuck our miserly bodies."

"I do,"he said, his heart racing so fast."I want to roll in the hay you all so hard."

"And you get to fuck us ! Me, Kimmy, Kendra, and Izzy. Just call my daddy and pay him, then you can use any of our eubstance whenever you want."

"Yes !"he panted.

I grinned at him and humped against my mom 's hungry mouth. Her tongue felt so flummox licking through my puss. She fluttered it up through my body, making me twitch and moan. I sucked in such trench breaths, my finger squeezing my tits, kneading my delightful knocker. I thumbed my tit, shooting tingles down to my kitty, meeting the delight Mom churned in my cunt.

I humped against her, grinding my shaved snatch on her hungry mouth. She moaned, her vitreous eyes staring up my body as she feasted. Her hands shoved beneath my butt-cheeks, gripping them, squeezing them.

"That 's it, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Make me cum while President sculpturer lookout. Show him how much of a pussy-whore you are. Ooh, yes, you 're my niggling cunt-muncher. My mommy muff-diver. Are n't you ?"

"Yes, daughter,"she moaned."I love eating your snatch. It 's so yummy."

I shuddered as she lashed my clit with her tongue. She batted it with her nub. I groaned, sucking in deep breaths as she swirled around it. My eyes bulged at the pleasure she generated. I whimpered, squirming on her as the pleasure surged through me. I gasped and moaned. My eyes widened at the dead delight she gave me.

"Mommy, yes, lick me right there,"I groaned."Just eat me. Ooh, yes, you 're such a repelling mummy. You 're eating me out so hard."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned. Her spit swirled through my cunt."Cum on your mum 's sass, Daughter !"

"Yes,"I hissed. I glanced up at prexy Carver."She 's going to piddle me explode. Do you desire to see that ?"

"Yes !"he groaned.

"Of track you do,"I moaned."You love watching mothers eat their slutty daughters cunts. Mmm, yes, I 'm going to just explode on her mouth."

I shuddered harder, hearing Daddy 's zip fastener rasped. I saw him pull out out his peter, finally overcome with starve watching us. He stroked his dick, staring at me as I humped on Mom 's mouthpiece. I fought the urge to grin at him.

I had to satiate my client.

Mom 's fingers wormed into my butt-crack as she kneaded my asscheeks. I groaned as she found my sphincter. As she fluttered her tongue through my snatch, she jammed a finger into my bastard. joy surged through me. I squeezed down on her as the joy rippled out of me.

My eyes fluttered. I moaned out in delight. I trembled on the ground, sucking in deep breaths as she pumped her fingers in and out of my bunghole. She stirred them around, making me wiggle and gasp.

The velvety joy rippled out of my bowels and into my cunt. Her tongue jammed deep into my cunt. She swirled it around. She drove me wild. I gasped and whimpered. My eyes widened at the delectation of her tongue dancing around inside my pussy.

"Oh, yes, mammy,"I whimpered."Oh, that 's it. Just lick my slit and finger's breadth my asshole. Make me cum for President Carver."

"shuffling her cum, slut,"groaned the president.

I shivered, my toes curling. I ground my twat so hard into my Mom 's mouth. I let out a whimpering moan of pleasure. I squeezed my thighs about her boldness, holding her head in space as her digit reamed in and out of my asshole.

Her tongue flicked out of my puss to brush my clit.

pyrotechnic detonated inside of me.

Incestuous pleasance surged through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking on the base as my pussy creamed her mouth. I flooded her so hard, my cream pouring into her mouth. She drank them down, gulping down the rising tide of juices gushing out of me.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mommy-slut !"I howled."biff my pussy. Drink up all my juices."

"Uh-huh,"United States President Carver groaned, watching me cum on my female parent 's mouth.

And so did Daddy.

Sparks exploded across my sight as I ground on my mother 's hungry back talk. I whimpered and shuddered. I sucked in such cryptical breathing spell as she flailed her tongue through my puss. She made my entire physical structure shudder in ecstasy.

My mommy-slave pleased me.

My eyes fluttering, my orgasm spilling through my body, I asked my client,"Now what would you wish us to do ?"

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Mrs. Umayyah

Leyla kissed me as she squirmed atop me, our breasts pressed tight. She licked her own slit juices off my rima oris. My bruised ass rubbed against the carpet, reminding me that I was a striver. My married man 's slave. And my daughter 's slave.

I loved it. It felt so decently. I savored Leyla 's lips on mine, her tangy cunt 's flavor lingering on my lips.

"Yes,"chair Carver groaned, kneeling between our banquet opened thigh as we writhed together."Mother and daughter."

Leyla moaned into my mouth as President Carver rammed his hawkshaw into her barely sound cunt. She squirmed atop me, our nipple kissing as he fucked her. His bollock smacked into my clit rubbing against my girl 's bud. Pleasure surged through me.

I groaned and gasped, kissing my daughter harder, sharing this moment. He fucked her like a whore. I held her so closely, our consistence squirming and writhing together. Leyla groaned into our candy kiss, her eyes fluttering.

And then she whimpered in disappointment because it was my turn to groan.

United States President Carver 's dick, coated in my daughter 's cunt juices, rammed into my cunt. I shuddered in delight, my whorish, married snatch clenching down on his putz. Silky delight rippled through me as he pumped away.

"Oh, god, mother and daughter ..."he grunted."They both feel so good."

"Uh-huh,"groaned my hubby and Master, slowly stroking his dick as he watched, his eyes smoldering. He loved this.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my mommy-slut 's cunt !"Leyla moaned, grinding her clit into mine as she stared down into me."She needs it."

"So does my girl,"I purred, staring up into my schoolmistress 's eyes."She needs her naughty pussy filled by putz all the time."

"Yes !"chair Carver groaned.

He ripped his cock out of my snatch and slammed it into my daughter 's cunt. She gasped, her vernal typeface twisting in rapture. She quivered on me, her firm, young breasts rubbing on my mature, pillowy mounds.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my cunt !"groaned Leyla."Pound me, chairperson statue maker and ... No !"

He ripped out of her cunt and plowed back into mine, groaning as he sank into the very pussy that birthed my girl. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through my soundbox. I humped up against my daughter 's clitoris, our two buds kissing and grinding together, adding such gamey delight swirling through my depths.

My snatch clenched down hard on our client 's dick just as he ripped it out, leaving me feeling so evacuate again. My daughter squealed out in pleasure as she was filled. His hawkshaw rammed into her snatch, fucking her so hard. She shuddered and moaned. She got off on it. Her eyes rolled back into her head.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she whimpered.

And then he was back fucking my cunt.

"Oh, President Carver, quid me ! poke my tart cunt !"

Back and Forth he went, grunting, groaning, panting with his delight. Every prison term he buried into my cunt, he brought me closer and unaired to cumming. My pussy gripped him as I squirmed beneath my daughter, rubbing our clits together.

But the footling whore came first.

Her mouth opened wide with pleasance as her climax shuddered through her. She writhed atop me, raining hot kisses across my human face as she squealed out her pleasure. Hot juices flooded over my cunt, pouring out of her juicy depths as the pleasure spilled through her body.

President sculptor grunted, groaned, pounding her barely sound cunt harder and harder, staying in her longer than he had before. He enjoyed her spasming around her. I shuddered, so close to my own orgasm, my daughter 's clitoris rubbing on mine, tribbing me.

"Cum in her depths,"I groaned to president Carver."Just unleash a flood of spunk in her."

"Yes !"squealed my daughter.

But our guest new what he wanted. He pulled out of my girl and rammed into my mature puss. I shuddered at the smell of him pumping away as my daughter continued bucking atop me, her orgasm rolling through her body. I just shuddered as he grunted.

"Fuck !"he snarled.

Hot cum pumped into my married snatch. My husband and Master watched as a man who 'd paid to have sex with me, spilled his seed into my pussy. My pussy clenched down on the spurting pecker, hot jizz spilling through me.

I erupted.

My pussy convulsed about his dick. I spasmed beneath my girl. She grinned down at me, hearing the pleasure busting from my backtalk. I convulsed into her dead body, sliding her atop me as so much spunk filled my snatch.

"That 's it, Mommy-whore,"groaned Leyla."Ooh, yes, you love it. You love being a slut-slave !"

"I do !"I howled, virtuoso dancing before my eyes, darkness fuzzing across my vision."It 's where I belong."

"Yes, yes, yes !"Leyla hissed, squirming harder on me. Then she looked over her berm."What would you like adjacent, President carver ?"

"To see a beginner fuck his girl !"

Leyla squealed in delight.

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Leyla Umayyah

Being paid to lie with my daddy was the most energise consequence in my lifespan. My twat dripped with succus as I knelt on my men and knee, wiggling my rose hip. chairperson sculpturer sat on his frame nursing a beer, his tool drippage in the mix of my mom 's and my succus. It was so wicked.

"Fuck me, Daddy !"I moaned as Mom spread out before me, following President Carver 's order of magnitude."fuck your daughter-slut 's mingy cunt !"

"Yes !"he growled, rubbing his dick against my juicy cunt. He rubbed his peter up and down it, teasing me, making me shudder in anticipation.

"Yes,"chairperson Carver said, such depravity in his voice to witness our family incest."Fuck her so hard while she eats out her whore-mother 's cunt."

"I 'll devour her, President sculptor,"I moaned then licked my lips.

Mom scooted close enough, the President 's cum running out of her cunt. I buried my face into her pussy and licked her hard. My tongue dived through her folds, gathering the salty cum that spilled out of her onto my thirsty tongue.

Daddy rammed his dick hard into my pussy. I moaned into Mom 's cunt, trapped between my parents. Such depraved, incestuous lecherousness surged through me. I groaned and whimpered, swiveling my hip joint, stirring pappa 's cock around in my twat while I probed my tongue deep into Mom 's snatch.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck our daughter, my Master !"Mom moaned, humping her puss against me, her hands playing with her big bosom."She loves it. She 's squealing into my cunt."

"Yes, she does,"growled pop."My little blossom loves being fucked by me."

"I do, pop !"I squeezed my pussy down on his pecker, his cock reaching so deep into my barely legal cunt."Fuck me ! Pound me ! Make me cum while I eat Mommy-slut 's snatch !"

"Oh, fuck, yes,"groaned Chief Executive Carver, watching the springy, incestuous porn.

Daddy pounded me so hard. He rammed his dick into me with such deep, hard knife thrust. I whimpered and shuddered. Such rapture surged through me. Every time he plunged into my cunt, waves of tingling delight washed through my body.

My tongue lapped through Mom 's folding as I wiggled my rosehip. I gathered up all the yummy cum I could, knowing chairman carver watched with such hot eyes as I feasted on my mom 's cunt. My tongue licked and lapped through her plication, driving her so wild.

She whimpered. She moaned. She squeezed her thighs about my face as I licked her clean. Daddy 's thrusts pressed my mouth so stiff to mum 's cunt. I shuddered, trapped between them, pleasing the two the great unwashed who brought me into this world, the two people who created me.

I loved being a slut. I loved pleasing everyone I could, especially my hunky dad and my whore mommy.

"My minuscule bloom,"growled papa, thrusting so hard into me. His heavy balls smacked into my bitch. My clit drank in the wallop. Such little glint flew through me. I gasped and whimpered. The delight surged through my body.

"Cum in her, my Master,"Mom moaned, humping against me."Cum in the little adulteress 's puss. Breed her while President Carver watches."

"Yes !"gasped the chair."breed your daughter !"

My oculus widened at how hot that sounded. I knew I might be pregnant rightfield now. I had been having sex all week without protection. But I knew if I did get knocked up, it would be Daddy 's sister. His mighty sperm would fertilize my seed over any of the boy and men I 'd fucked.

"Yes, yes, breed me, Daddy !"I gasped into Mommy 's pussy.

He grunted, thrusting harder and harder into my cunt. He pounded me so hard. His genitals smacked into my rump. His orb hammered my clitoris. I shuddered, my optic rolling back into my head as the raptus surged through me. Such wondrous delectation. It had me shuddering and shivering. I whimpered in utter delight.

He churned me up to a hot froth.

He drove me wild.

His dick would breed me. His large chunk, smacking over and over into my clit, contained so much of his seed. He would pump it into my cunt and make me blow up on his cock. I squealed into my mom 's pussy, my pussy clamping down so surd on his thrusting dick.

While President sculpturer watched, I came on my Daddy 's dick.

My slit writhed about his thrusting prick. waving of rapture spilled through my body, churned by his hard plunges. He grunted as I plowed into him. I shuddered, nuzzling my aspect into my mom 's tangy kitty-cat, tasting her cream and the president 's cum.

"Cum in me, Daddy !"I howled, stars dancing before my eyes."Breed me ! Breed your little flower !"

"Knock our slutty daughter up, my headmaster !"

"Yes !"groaned our client.

pappa rammed his gumshoe into my spasming pussy. His cum erupted. Hot jizz shot into me depth. My eyes widened as I moaned into mum 's pussy. I plunged my spit deep into her depths, swirling around as bam after flack of fertile semen pumped into my depths.

And I just knew it, somehow, that Daddy was breeding me right now. That his sperm would find my egg. I would carry his child. It hit me with such certainty as my cunt milked his dick dry, my dead body shuddering in rapture.

"You 're breeding her, my Master !"screamed Mommy, her torso bucking and heaving, smearing her cunt across my grimace."Yes, yes, yes, yes !"

She came.

Our kinsfolk writhed together in passion as Daddy pumped the final stage blast of his mettle into my kitty-cat. I shuddered, so glad mommy trained me to be a trollop. My eyes rolled back into my head as I welcomed every blast of hot spunk into my cunt.

"My piddling efflorescence,"Daddy groaned, so to the full of sexual love and satiated pleasure.

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Mrs. Umayyah

My phone vibrated in my skirt pocket as I said,"I want these job completed by tomorrow. No excuses. You can do them."

The son all nodded. They all sat up front, so eager to ogle my body in my skimpy dresses, my tits almost falling out of my bodices, the tight skirts clinging to my second joint. My husband and Master had selected my clothing for months now, controlling me utterly.

One boy, Greg, gave me such a smiling as the other students filed out of my schoolroom. Such a naughty shudder ran through me was I pulled out my phone. My pussy soaked the thong I wore as I checked the notification.

"You will know Greg during your lunch period, loose woman,"Karim texted me.

My fingers typed,"Yes, my Master."

I stopped before Greg 's desk and lifted my skirt."Would you like to remove my panties ?"

"fucking, yeah, Mrs. Umayyah !"he groaned, the pimply-faced boy almost jizzing right there on the spot.

I smiled. I loved my new life as a whore and a sex slave. Six months in, and I never wanted to go back. My husband and Master controlled me utterly. He gave me just what I needed. He made for sure I was treated like a slut.

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Leyla Umayyah

I smiled at the sight of Kimmy on her hands and knee joint being fucked from behind by Jalal on his bed. Her little titty bounced. She had her blond hair in pigtails, swaying about her cheek. baseball club calendar month, and they were still dating impregnable. She even wore a collar that read :"Jalal 's Property."

Of course, she still fucked her Daddy. A lady friend could never barricade doing that. Plus, all the customer my daddy found for her to service.

Like me, she was a strumpet to her bones.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me so hard !"Kimmy moaned."Just ram that gumshoe into me, Jalal. I need it so badly !"

The baby monitor in my mitt squawked. The strait of the baby crying made my teat bead with milk. Last workweek, I gave parentage to a beautiful daughter. I shivered and closed my little sidekick 's door, leaving him to his fun.

I smiled at the deal of piddling Muna in her crib, her dark-skinned aspect scrunched up as she cried. The DNA exam proved she was pop 's girl. He 'd multiply me just like I thought. It was so wonderful to make created a biography with him.

I scooped her up, cradling her in my munition, so happy in my new biography. So glad my female parent had trained me to be a adulteress. I never would have become Daddy 's wife nor have gained my mommy as a sex slave if she had n't. I never would have the pleasure of fucking so many guys and gallon. I would have repressed my desires, forcing myself to become a skillful, Moslem woman.

Until it exploded out of me like it had with Mom.

And when my girl was old enough, I 'd make indisputable she understood there was nothing damage with her sexuality. She could search it however she wanted. And maybe Daddy would breed a boy in me, a brother for Muna to explore with.

I was such a slut.

The END