Sleeping Daughter
Chapter trey : nanny Cam Revelation
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"She is n't even wearing panty tonight, the petty slovenly woman,"my married woman chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth headphone to make it more comfortable and intercept pinching."Ooh, this is almost as good as being there. She 's ripe and ready for you. She 's taken her medicine and she 's passed out."

My dick ached. Even after a month of fucking my eighteen-year-old daughter while she slept, I was still eager to sense her hot, stiff flesh wrapped about my cock. It was so amiss. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my married woman 's yucky idea to molest our sleeping daughter. After Louis Comfort Tiffany was diagnosed with quiescency ravisher Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to assume a powerful medicine that kept her knocked out for the entire night. zilch disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no musical theme her mother and I licked her slit, sucked on her mammilla, and fucked her ass. She slept through it all. She had no idea. The side by side morning she bounced with get-up-and-go, bubbling about the aphrodisiac dreams she had again. Our daughter did n't have it away what we were doing to her, but her torso did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my wife was out of townspeople visiting her sick sister. So she made certain the old nanny cam we bought old age ago was setup and working again. She had positioned the shift bear so it had a arrant survey of our daughter 's bed.

"No panties ?"I asked as I padded down the halls naked, my dick thrusting hard before me.

"Nope, the slight slut must be desperate for Daddy 's attention."My married woman giggled."Ooh, she has such a calf love on you. Now get in there and satisfy your little girl."

I reached my daughter 's bedroom. She left the door give, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with vernal passion. I had heard her whispering with her female parent, talking about her combustion desires for an older man.

Me.

My daughter had the hots for me.

I stroked my dick as I entered the room. It was strange. I paused at the room access. It was the beginning fourth dimension Betty had n't accompanied me in. It was all her idea. She should be here, but she had to settle for masturbating at her baby 's sign of the zodiac while watching the fun on the laptop.

"God, she 's gorgeous, Phil,"moaned my wife."Can you see her pussy from the doorway ? The camera 's not in the right seat for me to tell."

I nodded my head, forgetting my wife could n't see me through the she-goat cam yet. My eyes were glued on my girl. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her slick spine before they transitioned into her smooth thighs. She fell asleep with them spread extensive, her pussy aimed at the door.

"Little slovenly woman,"I groaned.

"What ?"my wife groaned."Can you see her cunt ?"

"Yes. She has it pointed right at the door."

"She wants dada so bad. She thinks I 'm out of the way."My wife moaned."Get in there and give her what she wants."

I nodded. I floated forward. My dick ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, slender. Brassy-brown hair spilled about her backrest and face. I brushed a few strands off her berm and bend down to snog her.

My girl sighed in her eternal sleep."... daddy ..."

"daddy 's here,"I groaned."dad 's going to make such honeyed love to you."

"And strain you,"panted my married woman."Tell her you 're going to breed her, honey. multiply a grandchild into our girl. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your shaver. It will be so fucking hot."
"Daddy 's going to cum in you and you 'll get pregnant,"I groaned. It was so wrong, the line no parent should baffle with their child.

My dick almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany recall when her silken belly swelled with her child ? Who would she reckon fucked her ? She was a Virgin and proud of it. She had no melodic theme her mother and I molested her in her eternal sleep. I should have stopped before taking her cherry.

But I could n't. My daughter was a drug. My married woman and I were both addicted to her vernal flesh.

I reached out and stroked my fingerbreadth down her spine. My girl moaned and sighed in her sopor, shifting slightly. Her little butt wiggled. My fingerbreadth reached the bottom of her twist and kept going, rising with the crestless wave of her ass. I circled her right nerve, my finger dimpling her flesh.

"Do n't tease me,"my wife panted."I 'm so horny. Just fuck her."

"When I 'm ready."

My wife moaned. I heard the wet squelch of finger's breadth working in and out of hot cunt."fuck her ! Breed her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the little jade. I bet her pussy is already soaking wet. spirit her. Touch her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my hand down between my daughter 's thighs. It grew lovesome and warmer the deeper I reached. My daughter shuddered when I brushed her pussy surrounded by her soft curls. I stroked up and down her flesh. Her toes curled and her butt clenched. Her juices coated my fingers.

"She 's soaked."I brought my fingers to my mouth then paused and held them out for the camera."Can you see them glistening on my digit ?"

"No. The television camera sucks too a lot. Just finger her. screwing her. Molest her ! Oh, God, Phil, please, please, please. I 'm so hornlike. I 'm going to break loose if you don't."

"I thought you wanted to explode."

"Phillip Deems Taylor, molest your girl right this moment !"

I answered like husbands had for centuries :"Yes, dear."

My hands clenched and squeezed Tiffany 's ass. They were so strong and juicy. I pulled them apart and groaned at the slew of her sphincter muscle nestled between them. I leaned down, unable to resist any parting of my girl 's body.

I licked and tongued her sphincter muscle. My daughter sighed and squirmed more in her sopor. I imagined the wonderful, wicked dreams she was having right now. I was sword lily I could give her this pleasure even if she had no idea it was really me.

"Daddy,"she sighed."Oh, Daddy."

"Just enjoy, sweetheart,"I groaned between slug of her sour asshole.

My fingerbreadth dug into her ass, kneading her butt-cheeks as my glossa probed and wiggled into her sphincter muscle. I entered her intestine, loving the rough texture. My cock throbbed, aching at the memory of taking her anal-cherry a month back. Every few nights I fucked her ass.

"Oh, that 's it, eat our girl 's ass,"gasped my married woman."Ooh, yes. You 're such a bad daddy. Such a wicked father. You 're molesting our sleeping daughter. She trusts you. Oh, yes, yes, yes."

My wife 's loud moan made it pretty obvious she just came. She gasped and heaved in the ground, her bed creaking. My dick ached, gladiola I was pleasing both my cleaning woman. I kept tonguing Tiffany 's ass while my veracious hand explored modest and lower.

And found my daughter 's wet pussy.

I shoved a pair of fingers into her tight, silky depths. Tiffany moaned and her form clamped down on my fingers. Her pelvic arch wiggled as I pumped my fingers in and out of her profoundness. My tool ached and throbbed, wishing to trade places with my fingers.

I ignored my hammer. For now. I concentrated on tonguing my daughter 's ass and fingering her twat. I pushed my tongue as bass in as I could while fucking my fingerbreadth faster and faster in and out of her bitch. My thumb pushed through her folds and found her clit.

"Daddy !"Tiffany gasped, her slumbering eubstance bucking in the bed.

I rubbed harder at her clit. I loved how the small bead felt beneath my ovolo. I massaged harder and harder against her. She gasped and groaned. She squirmed on the bed, panting, gasping. Her slumbering body loved it. Her dreams must be so wonderful and vivid.

"Oh, Daddy, yes."

"The slut loves it,"my married woman moaned.

"She does."I shoved my fingers faster."She 's so wet and hot tonight. Her kitty-cat is sucking at my fingers."

"She wants something self-aggrandising in there."

I smiled at my wife 's words."She 'll get it."

"Good !"

"Have a skillful cum ?"

"The best, dear. Ooh, it is so hot watching you on the nanny cam. This is so prankish. I feel like such a bad Mommy. I know my daughter 's being molested and I 'm getting of on it. Ooh, yes, keep fingering her twat. make water our girl cum before you ram that big, thick cock into her nasty cunny."

I rubbed harder on my daughter 's clit. Her slit clenched and relaxed on my digit. Her hip joint ruffle, pushing back into my thrusts. Her moans echoed through the way. Panting, heaving moans of pure delight.

I moved my lip down her taint to her pussy. I licked around my probing digit, gathering her perfumed succus. They poured out of her. She was like her mother—always dripping wet. I sucked on her clit, nibbling on the little bud.

"How does she taste ?"asked my wife.

"Delicious."

"Good. Make her cum. I 'm getting wet again."

I sucked hard on my daughter 's clit then I flicked my tongue over and over on the bud. She gasped and moaned. Her consistence bucked and squirmed. If it was n't for her powerful medicine, I would curse she was awake.

"Daddy,"she moaned.

Her juices squirted out of her pussy.

The hot cream dripped on my face. I loved the feel adorning my face. I breathed in her musk as her mess spasmed about my fingerbreadth. More and more than juices poured out into my athirst mouth. My wife panted in my ear as I drank our daughter 's passion.

"Did she squirt ? I bet she did. I bet the little slovenly woman flooded your mouth. Ooh, tell me, Phil. Tell me, please !"

"She flooded my mouth."I licked my lips as my daughter 's shake lessened, stopped."She came hard."

"And now her pussy 's beggary for Daddy 's big, thick pecker to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her snatch and sleep with her into the next 100, dear. Do it. chip in our slut the throbbing she wants and deserves."

"Yes,"I groaned and rose. My hawkshaw bobbed before me, loggerheaded and heavy, aimed right at my girl 's slumbering body.

"Yes,"hissed my married woman into my ear."Oh, yes. Fuck the short slut. breed a grandchild into our girl. Do it, honey."

I moved my cock to my daughter 's pussy. I rubbed it on her anatomy. It was an awkward angle. So I grabbed one of Tiffany 's many pillows—do n't ask me why she had more than one—and shoved it beneath her stomach, raising her ass and slit. I smiled as I rubbed my cock against her pussy again, coating it with her juices.

My wife moaned in my ear. I glanced at the teddy bear sitting on the shelf and smiled for my wife. She was watching me over the internet. This was so hot. I had an audience while molesting my daughter.

I had to urinate it a great show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, tight pussy, bearing into her in a single thrusting. Her flesh engulfed my stopcock. The raging, fresh silk caressed my prick. Pleasure raced down the tip my ball bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her articulatio coxae shifted again.

"Daddy,"she sighed, dreaming.

"That 's right hand, infant girl, Daddy 's cock is buried to the hilt in your slutty cunt."

"Mmm, yes,"my wife moaned."Fuck our girl hard. Pound her puss. This is so unsaved hot. I 'm watching my own personal porn."

I grinned at the photographic camera and drew my rooster out slowly from my daughter 's tight embrace. I groaned, my eyes rolling in my fountainhead. It was such a angelical, agonizing bliss. My daughter was so close and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her profoundness. My egg smacked into her clit. The bed rocked and my daughter sighed. I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. It was heaven. I gripped her pelvic arch, pumping my rosehip, loving the riffle of her butt-cheeks and the moonlight playing on her lithe back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, chummy stopcock into our daughter 's puss. That 's so hot. Mmm, yes. nooky her. Make her cum so hard. Oh, this is so hot, honey. So hot."

The sound of her finger's breadth sluicing through her kitty echoed in my ear. She must have her phone on Speaker. I caught virtually of her gasps and moans as she writhed, watching me nookie our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my hands up and down Tiffany 's back, brushing the sides of her bosom. They were small pitcher. She was her female parent in miniature save for their curves. Betty had them in spades. Big, openhanded tits. Sweeping articulatio coxae. Plump ass. But my daughter 's slender flesh and humble titty were just as hot.

I gripped them. Her teat rubbed into my palms as I pounded my girl. The smacking echoed through the chamber. My daughter 's puss clenched and relaxed on my pecker. Her hips wiggled, an unconscious reception. She could n't help making them.

"That 's it, baby girl,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let Daddy feel how much you love his big, thick tool. Oh, yes. You love my big hammer. Do n't you ?"

"Daddy,"she panted.

"Yes, you do. Oh, yes."

My balls ached and boiled. They had to blow up. I groaned and grunted, burying into the astuteness of my daughter 's cunt. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. blast after flak of my rich cum spilling into her untouched depths. Tiffany 's pussy spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

"That 's it, baby girlfriend,"I grunted."Milk all of dada 's cum from his putz. You want to be bred."

"Yes, yes, yes,"my wife gasped."Spill all your baby-making spunk in our daughter 's cunt. Oh, that 's so hot. So ! Fucking ! Hot !"

We were all cumming together as a kin, even if my married woman could n't be here. I grunted, driving my peter into my daughter 's spasming depths. I stared right at the she-goat cam, loving the thrill of being watched.

"I hope you loved that honey."

"I did,"gasped my married woman."Oh, it was almost as hot as being there. I just wish I could solve your cum from our girl 's pussy. You know how practically I love cleaning her up."

"I do,"I grinned. I groaned as I pulled out of my daughter. I bent over, brushed aside her hair from her brass, and kissed her. I loved the shade of a smile on her lips."Sweet dreams, pumpkin."

"After that performance, she 'll have them,"laughed my wife."Now clean her up."

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I was n't scared of my girl waking up any longer. When we first did this, I was terrified Tiffany would figure it out. After a calendar month, complacency had set in. My wife and I were getting away with it. So when Tiffany bounded into the kitchen dressed for schoolhouse, I gave her a big grin.

"I hope you 're not burning breakfast,"she said, stopping before me, a Brobdingnagian smiling on her face.

"Trying."

She threw her arms around my cervix and gave me a quick buss on my cheek. She pressed her torso against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curve. My cock ached in my mire. Then, after a few more burn heartbeats, she broke away and flounced to her seat at the kitchen nook.

"It does n't count if you do bite them,"she declared."Not after the tremendous dream I had last night."

"Sir Thomas More wet ones ?"I asked. I also was far more well-to-do talking sex in figurehead of my daughter.

"Maybe."A grin played on her lips. Memories of sliding my cock in and out of her back talk flashed through my mind.

I looked away. If I did n't, I would never stop staring at her. And then I would ruin breakfast. As it was, the bacon was a piffling too crisp. I dished up the food, set it on scale, and joined my daughter. She was ravenous.

So was I.

"Daddy, what time are you getting domicile from work ?"

"Same meter as usual,"I answered. Then I fixed her a suspicious look."Planning on sneaking a boy over before I get home since your female parent 's away."

"Daddy,"she blushed."I would n't do that."

"Then why are you so keen to eff what time I 'm getting dwelling ?"I asked, ineffectual to hide my smile. I knew she had a huge compaction on me, and it was wonderful to see it on her face.

"I have something to show you."

"Oh ? Bad written report batting order ?"

She rolled her eyes."No, no, it 's a video I found. I think you 'll find it interesting."

"Why not show it now ? I have a few minutes."

"It 's not a few minute video."She gave me a twinkling."Trust me, you 'll want to see it. It 's very ... illuminating."

I gave her a unknown look. Why was she acting so coy ?"OK, honey. I 'll be home at the common time."

"Good."She took a last bite then bolted from the table yelling,"I love you, daddy, got to go."

I shook my straits as the door crashed shut behind her. In some path she was still my little fille, in other room she had grown into a gorgeous animal. I closed my eyes, remembering the smell of her pussycat as I came in her finale night.

If I had a few more minute, I would experience jerked off right there at the breakfast table. Instead, I ventured forth into the terrible morn traffic. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my coffee and listening to break of the day talk radio.

By the clip I got to work, I had forgotten all about my daughter 's video.

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Work was feverish. Stressful. We were behind in the new projection. Not by much, but enough that middle management was cracking the whip. They kept going around talking about,"Being piece of the team,"and"doing your part"and"qualification sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

But the bullshit made us mold harder. No pointless breaks to talk around the water cooler. No hour spent browsing Facebook while pretending to shape on reports. No playing solitaire in the afternoon because I was too tired to do your job.

And no thinking about the girl I loved to chevvy. Her stiff pussy. Her small breasts. Her dusky-pink nipples. And how she smelled. Fresh. afters. Innocent.

okay, I thought about her a little bit. She was in my blood. I loved my wife, but we were both sot on our daughter.

I worked at my desk through lunch, eating an egg salad sandwich I bought from the vending auto. It was n't the best conclusion I could make. But I forced it down as I went over the numbers. By the end of the day, we were making headway, catching up while the middle management ran by giving high-fives like they did anything at all but adopt credit.

Assholes.

I clocked out at the regular clock time. While we were behind on the schedule, the company was too cheap to make us work overtime. I probably would work on it at family on my computer just to designate I was a team player.

I had a sinking feeling the chief purposefully made docket we could n't keep up with to find ways to get us to work for free.

I faced the drudgery of traffic going home, which was lighter for some reason and I was plate fifteen hour earlier. Since I had forgotten the video, I was shocked when my girl bounded up to me the moment I walked through the threshold. She wore a different turnout, something girlish and flossy : garden pink, pleated skirt ; tight hackamore top, a brighter shade of garden pink than her dame, the fabric clinging to her pocket-size breasts ; knee-hi, pink air sock. I was sensing a theme with her outfit.

"daddy !"she grinned, taking my handwriting."It 's fourth dimension to watch the video."

"video ?"I asked then our conversation this morning came back to me."Right, right. Will this take long ? I have some things to work on before dinner."

"Daddy, this is very important."

I did n't resist as she led me to the living elbow room. Partly because I loved the way her skirt swayed about her sleek thighs and clung to her gorgeous ass. She pushed me down onto the recliner and then grabbed her iPad. We had one of those smart TV 's that tab and figurer could synchronize to.

"Did you know somebody set up the old nanny cam in my bedroom ?"

My stomach lurched. My heart beat faster."What ?"

"You know, the one you and mammy bought to make sure Mrs. Stevens was n't up to anything nefarious."My daughter rolled her eyes."Like she ever would."

I did n't hump what to say.

"Well, I was shocked to see it set up. So this morning, I copied the video it filmed endure night on to my iPad."She paused."No is n't that interesting. Who would want to film me sleeping ?"

She hit play. Her defenseless trunk appeared on blind, the curve of her ass, her sleek back, her brassy haircloth falling over her face. My daughter stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on screen then back to me.

"well, I can see why someone perverted would want to spy on me while I was sleeping all vulnerable and helpless, ineffective to do anything because of my medication."Tiffany took her foreland."Someone just disgusting."

"beloved ..."I croaked.

"still, pop, let 's keep watching and see who this despicable person is."

I squirmed on the chairperson. My aspect burned. I was in so much trouble. Soon the cops would know and I would go to prison forever. My daughter would hate me. I was such a piece of shit.

And yet I could n't help oneself staring at my slumbering daughter. She was so beautiful on the screen. Was I that much of a pervert ?

"I look so innocent and vulnerable,"continued Tiffany."Just lying there, helpless. Anyone could walk in and do something to me."Her eyes flashed to me."right wing, daddy ?"

"I guess."I licked my lips."I ... beloved ... It 's not ..."

"Ooh, here we go, pappa. Here 's the pervert."

My tincture darkened the room. Her threshold was assailable and I blocked the light flooding in from the hallway. I remembered standing there finale night, stroking my pecker, ogling my girl. I walked onto the projection screen. There was no sound. She did n't listen me talking to my wife.

On screen, I touched her spinal column then moved down to her ass, stroking it.

"Just disgusting,"my girl said."Right, pappa ?"

"Disgusting."

I watched myself bring my finger's breadth down to her pussy, rubbing her flesh. I held it up to the tv camera before sucking it into my backtalk. My pecker throbbed in my pants as my daughter shook her nous, her nose wrinkling.

"He 's tasting my pussy, dad. And now look at him. Eww, he 's eating out my ass."

"I 'm sorry."I wanted to calculate away.

"You 're sorry for eating out my ass, Daddy ?"She walked to me, her skirt swirling about her thighs."Huh ? Are you sorry for fingering me ?"

She tapped the screen, skipping the video ahead to me ramming my finger in and out of her puss while licking at her clit. My cheek burned. I was in so much trouble. So why was my dick so voiceless right now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

"Are you sorry for fucking me ?"She tapped the screen, skimping the video forward to show me rubbing my cock up and down her pussy."Huh, Daddy ? Are you sorry for taking my virginity and spurting your cum into my fertile, uninfluenced depths. Did you want to make me pregnant, Daddy ? Did you want to breed me ?"

I swallowed. My girl moved before me. She stood at the metrical unit of the recliner, blocking the screen. Her brown eyes bored in at me. She tossed her pad of paper onto the couch and put her hands on her hips.

"solution me, pa. Did you want to breed your daughter ?"

What else could I say ? I had to be reliable with her. There was no lie that would get me out of this."Yes."

"And are you sorry ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her hands slid up her waist and cupped her tit through the thin material of her halter top. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the cloth."Did n't you like fucking my pussy ? Did n't you enjoy my hot, tight cunt ?"

"I ... I did. But ... I should n't have."

"Because I 'm your daughter or because I was asleep and helpless ?"She pinched her nipple and let out a moan.

"Both."I wanted to face away, but her fingerbreadth pinching her tit through her top was so enticing.

"You are such a bad Daddy."Her smiling grew on her lips."Such a repellant Daddy. You should n't be sorry. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her hired hand from her white meat. She shoved them right into her skirt 's pocket and pulled out a long, lose weight, white target, made of charge plate. A pregnancy tryout. She held it good, the pink line visible.

"Congratulations, Daddy. You bred me !"

Then with a giggle she leaped onto my lap. I grunted—she was too big to do that. But then she felt Nice as she wiggled on me. She ground her pussy on my prick as her hands grasped my shoulders. She smiled down at me.

"I loved it when you took my cherry. It was so hot to fill your cock slid into me"

"You were awake ?"I groaned.

"You really did n't think there was anything called Sleeping Beauty Syndrome ?"my married woman asked.

I jumped as Betty stepped naked out of the hallway, her large white meat jiggling."Betty ? I ... you ..."My oculus widened."You set me up ? You and Tiffany."

"It was so hard not to collapse it away, Daddy,"Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my genital organ."Luckily, Mommy shoved my face into her pussy most of the time so you could n't tell I was awake. But hold out nighttime was so operose to make believe to be asleep. It 's why I covered my face with my pilus and slept on my stomach."

"Jesus, you two are wicked,"I laughed."I fucking had a heart attack when you played the nurse cam footage."Then I looked at my married woman and the wicked smiling on her side."And you ... you were n't even out of town."

"At a hotel,"she giggled."A little me-cation while you had your fun stopping point night."

"We were so spicy,"laughed Louis Comfort Tiffany."But it was so hot, was n't it, Daddy. You loved molesting me."

"I did."

"Good."And then she kissed me.

It was glorious. Her tongue danced through my sass. Her lips were diminished but vigorous. She ground intemperate on me. My hawkshaw ached beneath her as the rip rushed through my head teacher. She tasted of bubblegum. My hands, hesitant at maiden, seized her hips. I feared moving them.

But I had bred her. She knew all about it. She loved being fucked.

I seized her ass and squeezed it through her annulus, pulling her harder on my pecker. She moaned into my mouth. Her heating plant bled through my slacks. Followed by her moisture. She did n't wear panties and she dripped.

I turned my daughter on.

Louis Comfort Tiffany broke the kiss, her cheek flushed. She panted."Oh, pa, that was amazing. Ooh, I waited for month to buss you like that. And now I have."

She leaned in and kissed me again.

Then my wife pressed in behind her. Betty 's hands went around our girl 's soundbox and gripped her chest. Tiffany broke our kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her head. Mother and daughter kissed over Tiffany 's shoulder.

"shtup,"I groaned.

My married woman smiled and broke the kiss."I think Daddy wants to see what we 've been getting up to while he slaved away at the office."

"Yes,"squealed Tiffany.

My married woman pulled our girl off of me. They kissed again, vigorously. I groaned, their faces so conclude in appearance. My wife ripped off our girl 's top, breaking the kiss for only the second it required, then latched onto Tiffany 's mouth again. Their breasts pressed together, Betty 's pillowing into Tiffany 's truehearted mounds.

They sank to the story. I ripped off my tie and fumbled at the buttons of my shirt as I watched Tiffany writhe beneath Betty. They kept kissing and humping. Tiffany 's skirt slipped up, exposing her au naturel hip. Her pussycat ground against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our daughter 's consistency. My wife 's large tit dragged across Tiffany 's stomach. My wife paused to nip our girl 's nipples, sucking each dusky-pink nub into her mouth before she continued down. And down.

Until she was face-to-face with our daughter 's pussy.

"Mommy,"squealed Tiffany as her mother licked through her hot pussy. Her young hips humped and her breasts jiggled."Yes, yes. Ooh, I love it when you lick my pussy. It 's almost as salutary as Daddy 's cock."

My wife did n't reply with words, but with a purring moan as she devoured our girl 's cock. I threw off my shirt and started on my pants. I kicked off my dress shoes before standing. I shoved down my quag and Boxer, my gumshoe pop out.

"Fuck mommy 's pussy,"moaned Tiffany."I want your cock covered in her juices when you fuck me. It 'll be so hot. You 'll shove ma 's cream deep into my cunt."

"She 's such a slut,"my wife moaned.

I nodded my fountainhead in gross agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, nude save for my black frock air-sleeve, and shoved my putz into my wife 's pussy. She was hot and tight, but not as tight as our daughter. My wife squeezed her snatch down as I fucked her, my heart locked on our daughter squirming on my married woman 's mouth.

"That 's it, Daddy,"gasped Louis Comfort Tiffany. Her helping hand found her breasts."piece of ass mommy. She 's so implike. I came so hard the first time she licked my pussycat. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

My daughter giggled."That 's so awful, pappa. You have to cum on my look, too. Okay."

"Sure, pumpkin,"I groaned, my dick aching in my wife 's pussy.

Betty bucked her hips back into my push as she devoured our daughter 's cunt. She licked and nuzzled. Tiffany moaned and gasped, humping and squirming. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gasped and squealed.

"Make our daughter cum,"I moaned as I fucked my wife."I want to hear her squeal. Get her wet and ready for my cock."

"Yes, dear."

I loved it. I groaned, savoring our new lifespan as an incestuous folk. It was hot get it on my daughter while she slept, but now I could savour her without any lingering guilt. My girl loved what I did to her. I made her happy.

I loved her and she loved me.

"Oh, pop, yes. mamma 's clapper feel amazing. She knows just where to puzzle out. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

"She is,"I groaned. I smacked my married woman 's ass."lick her harder. Make your slutty daughter cum on your mouth."

Betty moaned. Her pussy clenched on my prick. For a here and now, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my tooth. I still had my daughter to screw. Two horny pussies that needed my tending. I took a deep breather then drew back.

And slammed in.

My balls smacked my married woman 's clitoris. She groaned, her kitty growth hotter and hotter. Her hands gripped Tiffany 's waist. My wife bucked. Her puss spasmed on my putz. She moaned her orgasm as she tongued our daughter.

"You made Mommy cum !"gasped Tiffany."Oh, Daddy, that 's so hot. I ... I ... Yes, Mommy !"

Tiffany came. Her look turned red as her spine heaved and her pussy ground against her female parent 's sass. Tiffany 's head tossed back and forth, her brassy-brown haircloth flying about her face as she screamed so forte, letting out her pleasure.

I pulled out of my wife 's pussy as Tiffany heaved through her orgasm. Her eyes opened, found my putz, and smiled."mama, it 's my turn to get fucked. Please, please, stop licking."

"right field,"my wife groaned, her interpreter dazed."Fuck her, Phil. Fuck our significant daughter."

My gumshoe spasmed. I had bred my little girl.

I fell on her. She wrapped her second joint about my waist and reached down to grab my dick."Ooh, I finally get to touch it with my hands."She stroked me, guiding me to her kitty-cat."Now fuck me, Daddy."

I thrust into my little girlfriend 's depths.

It was hot and amazing. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My hard testicle slapped into her clit. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her arms wrapped about my soundbox, pulling me down to her. She stared into my heart as I drew back my hips. It was so hot to seem into her cushy, embrown depths as I made love to my fiddling girl.

Her hips moved, matching my thrust while her tight pussy caressed my prick. fantastic friction spilled through me. I groaned, loving every sec of nirvana. My girl 's pussy was heaven. My dick ached and my glob throbbed.

"You 're in me, Daddy,"she moaned, grinning."Now I get to say all the words I wanted to. Mmm, yes. screw me, pappa. Pound my snatch. I know it 's wrong, but you 're such a bad dada. You do n't care. You want to fuck me anyways."

"I do. Because I love you and you 're so sexy."

"I am."A huge grin crossed her face.

"Ooh, yes, fuck our baby missy,"purred my wife from behind us.

I groaned when I felt her spit salt lick at my cock where it slammed into our girl 's puss. It was so wonderfully haywire. I grunted, fucking my daughter harder and faster. I loved it. This was the best. My daughter gasped and shuddered beneath me.

"Oh, Daddy, mommy 's being so bad. She 's licking us down there."

"You 're mother 's as big a slut as you are."

"Uh-huh,"moaned my wife between licks."Such a jade. Mmm, it 's so hot to lick where your incestuous flesh meets. This is turning me on so hard. Ooh, celebrate fucking our girl."

"And cum all over my boldness, Daddy,"gasped my daughter, her fingerbreadth digging into my back.

"Yes,"I growled.

I kissed her. Tiffany 's hard nipples rubbed into my chest as we rocked together. Her pussy grew miserly and tighter. She moaned into her candy kiss, growing closer and closer to cumming while my married woman teased us both.

Her natural language shot into my mouth. Her body shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs plastered about my waist as she bucked harder and harder into my thrusts. Our chassis slapped together. The pleasance sliding about my rooster increased.

walking on air rushed through me.

"tinker's dam,"I panted, breaking the kiss."You 're so hot. So closely. Are you going to cum ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a risque girl ?"

"The naughty. I love cumming on my daddy 's big cock. Ooh, yes. maintain driving it into me, pa. restrain fucking me. take me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my daughter 's depths. Her center widened. Her back arched. Her nipples rubbed hard into my chest of drawers. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her pussy spasmed hard about my cock, rippling up and down the total length. It was so hot, so luscious. succus squirted out of her, splashing my married woman in the face.

"So in force, pop !"she gasped.

"Oh, yes,"moaned my married woman."Yo made her cum."

"Yes, yes, yes,"my daughter squealed over and over.

The pressure in my balls grew."honey,"I panted."Let go. I need to cum on your face."

"What ?"she gasped, her arms and thighs hugging me tight while her pussy spasmed about my dick.

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my face !"

My balls were so close to erupting."Then let go, honey."

She did. I ripped my shaft out of her pussy as the first spurt snapshot out. I groaned, the pleasure crashing through my body. My cum splattered across her venter and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my dick as the indorse pulse tried to erupt. I pointed my cock at her big face.

She had such a huge grin.

I released my cock and sprayed my daughter 's face with cum.

It was lewd. White lines painted her face. I grunted with each bam. cristal crashed through my body. I came so much. I unloaded on her grimace. It dribbled down her face and forehead. She licked her lips, gathering the salty load.

And then my wife was on her, licking and sharing my cum with our daughter. They snowballed it back and Forth River. I groaned, stroking my softening shaft as my wife and girl loved each other. I grinned.

"I think folk dark will be a helluva a lot different."

My two charwoman giggled then shared another cum-filled kiss.

The End