Mind-Control step-in

Story Twelve : Virgin cherry red Delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

banker's bill : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading material this !

The euphony pulsing through the sign of the zodiac stirred the public figure 's ancient somebody. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien sounds, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The name wanted to dance. To wassail in the medicine and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College pupil flocked around, drinking beer and smoking Cannabis sativa. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary smell of wine tank. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of female child making out in the bread and butter room, stripped down to their brassiere. This was the perfect place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its paw a treat and pristine dyad of panty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that pure promise. A stria of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, ruby colouring material : cerise Tart.

The flesh fought the surge to watch the two little girl kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the former almost drunk, but it was n't from its conjuring trick. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding girl into new being. To designate them dissimilar joy. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With exploit, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't devote the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. outlander but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their earphone. On the back storey, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. son were cheering. There was a fille in there, a adulteress writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a pecker in all three of her pickle. The nineteen-year-old girl was a old stager of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her expectant white meat bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's duncish rooster. The mixed-race youth gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his cock. He was abruptly, his pitch blackness hair's-breadth buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact flesh of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that hawkshaw,"he ground as the figure dropped the special couplet of panties on Delilah 's discard wear. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of bleak cloth that did n't look like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to persist. To watch her adultery. The material body had architectural plan, a new musical theme to examine with this pair of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could forge her body.

It took one last looking at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her case as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her side by side orgasm.

Then the shape was gone.

Sometime later, when all the cat have finished using her and siren was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So practically jizz spilled down out of her hollow. The punk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get abode, she thought with some gloating, aching to discombobulate her natural action in his face. Ever since her female parent died, her don sought to see to it her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her side as she bent over further."Who the ass stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring Guy who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah gabardine

A strange tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe person had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that infantile tripe on the back.

cerise Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot subject. I rolled my optic as I drew them up my legs. I savored the unknown tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb daughter left hers behind, I would submit pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panty higher and gamy. I shuddered as it slid up my thigh, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. to a greater extent thrill rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my behind. I snapped the girdle down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my manpower covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had humble chest. fiddling boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my lock chamber looked blonde and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my workforce down to grab my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't throw had sex. I was a pure little girl. A ripe girl. Oh, my pop was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black brassiere.

Then it was white and modest and fit my A-cup bosom perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my panties. I frowned at my seat. Why was my skirt so suddenly and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrongly with me ? This dame clearly fell past my knee joint. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan skirt, division of my college 's shoal uniform. Of course, I was the only if female child that wore hers. The residual were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this harvest top ? I did n't outwear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a crisp, blanched blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't experience clip to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Robert the Bruce, the star quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."tinker's damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. need to hail here and ride on my hammer. Put your whisker up in pigtails."

I squeaked in fright. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a slovenly woman !"

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course of action, I heard that there was a company at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't roll in the hay where my bag was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the maiden floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. somebody had drawn a phallus on his case. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the forepart doorway. I heard person claim my gens and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't think it. I was a good miss. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never wet-nurse a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl dame swished about my legs. My arms pumped. My chocolate-brown hair flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad lady friend. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the book binding of my mouth. My stage burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my hands on my genu, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this flush of care shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the solitary one out on the street. I bit my lip, my fountainhead darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even experience my purse let alone my cell telephone set. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't believe I was even there. And naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memory board. There were these disgustful flashes, thing that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me redden just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my headspring. That was n't me. I was enchantress White River. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my proper script and sighed in relief as I saw the hope ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my dada had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

I might be lost, but I was still a virgin. I had n't let my daddy down.

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlights approach. Large headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the brilliance, squinting to see. I heard a potent railway locomotive growling and chugging.

I trembled, odd at who was stopping to help me.

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi truck. I did n't have a house trailer attached, so the driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger room access suddenly creaked candid. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a female child as Whitney Moore Young Jr. as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible political party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't love where I am."

"well, missy, I can hold you a ride home."

I flashed a smile."Why thank you, sir."

He chuckled."You phone me Hank. I do n't work out I 've ever been called sir before."

"well, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to climb up into the cab. It was so tall."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the seat and closed the laborious door. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so practically eminent up than early cars I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd experience so important right now looking down at the former carts.

"So, what did this guy say that so horrified you ?"he asked.

"He wanted me to suck his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a word like that around a young lady my age."

He chuckled."Sorry. I forgot. I 'm used to running around with the coarser crowd. So, where do you live ?"

I told him my reference as he drove the truck. The locomotive engine growled. He shifted the gear with one hand, the other resting on the steering steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

"So, the estimate of sucking a ... boy thingy offended you ?"

"Of course it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those girls. A slut."

"fountainhead, More than just sluts suck putz,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even acknowledge your against if you never even tried it ?"he glanced at me."Seems to me it 's something you should just try out at least once."

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. next affair I know, they be claiming that they did other affair to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to choose someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll propose my own peter for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to know. A missy your age, why, she has to recognise if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't know until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the commons, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will make love that you suck my cock."

A unknown tingle raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his dungaree. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked boot went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peep. Curious ? You 'll get a beneficial look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange estrus inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to get hold of down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned confining, studying his cock. It stab hard and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of brownish pilus around the cornerstone. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

"Oh, my, that 's big,"I said."Do girls really ... ?"

"Trust me, your pussy can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your sassing wide, and just absorb that big cock in your mouth. receive out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did like them ? I should at least know.

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my sass. I lowered my oral sex further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the final few inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his chassis with them. I slid my lips over his dick, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty strait of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet rut between my thigh growing and growing. It made me desire to reach down and inscribe it. I trembled, my paw tightening on his hammer as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up Thomas More of that liquid leaking out.

It was n't pee. What was it ? It tasted good.

I started moving my headspring, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his slam as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a peter. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a Virgo. I had never sucked a hammer before. What, did it think that I was a cancel ?

I kept sucking on his peter and bobbing my head. I slid my mouth up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so revolting. So gamy. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the truck driver was mighty. I had to know.

Was I ... enjoying this ? Was that why I was getting so hot ? So wet ?

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his dick as I could, his cock pressing into the spinal column of my pharynx before I slid back up. I sucked the full way, my cheek hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad daughter for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The arse creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the binding of my pharynx and then drop away down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty joke as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic haircloth. I could smack this manful musk. His cock was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't conceive you can take a shaft with such ease. Fuck."

I was n't a adulteress. I was a virgin.

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me sense wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My glossa danced around his shaft. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born stopcock gull. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"getting hot in your lilliputian cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course of instruction you are, footling slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could soak up my dick."

But I did n't desire this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty succus that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my tongue. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thigh still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, slut,"he said and then shoved his handwriting between my thighs.

I gasped as he slid up them. He should n't be doing that. His hand neared my pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so unassailable. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my bend. I shuddered, a naughty heating plant inflorescence in my pussy. It was so acute. Blissful riffle flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should get him stop, but his accident just made me quiver. I sucked on his dick with even more passion. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his finger rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my Virgo flesh through my demure panty. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whine uprising in my throat.

"shit, you 're hot and wet,"he groaned."I know what you need. Yes, I do."

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my oral cavity off his shaft. Then I was moving, seized by his strong mitt. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering roulette wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my titty pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my panty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his putz nudging into my intimate thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgin !"I gasped as his cock slid up my inside second joint towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my hips and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my early hip. He held my waist tight and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first prison term. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched open my twat. I shuddered while a wave of heating washed through my Virgo the Virgin physical structure. A delicious wave.

"screwing red cent, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those pelvic arch. tantalize my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this acute rut that burned from my pussy seized my ramification. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his dick. But not to escape him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my virgin astuteness. This tremendous rut rippled through me. He massaged my inner astuteness. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive prick so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good girl. A virgin. papa would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussycat clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my snatch clinging to the compact girth. I groaned, my articulatio coxae dancing from side to side. I stirred my puss around his cock, the joy rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. to a greater extent of that wonderful heating plant rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your slit, do n't you ?"he grunted, his deal lightly holding my hips.

"I do !"I gasped."Oh, my gosh, I do."

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl chick. The white scanty. And the blouse ... screwing infernal region, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

"I 'm not a bawd !"I gasped.

He chuckled."Whatever you want to call yourself, you 're it."

A strange sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his stopcock, this insistency swelled. It grew as I rose up his prick, too. My purulent clung to him, increasing the rubbing of our human body sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"body of work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our naughty activity feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My pappa will kill me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't manage what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my consignment inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your stringent, hot cunt aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so good inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my kitty up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that astonishing pleasure. Something was going to bump inside of me.

Was I about to get my first sexual climax ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's gumshoe ? What sort of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His shaft filled me up so much. My hips danced from side to slope. My dead body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my digit gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my embrown hair swaying. I could n't direct much more of this.

"roll in the hay me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his prick twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, necessitate it. subscribe to my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his ejaculate. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depth of my snatch. It sent this wafture of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of exaltation that had my entire trunk spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thoughts. And more waves followed. They rushed through my organic structure. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. principal danced before my heart as my pussy seemed to thaw about his cock. My cuckoo massaged and writhed and drained his turncock dry. He grunted, his hired hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an awesome loose woman,"he groaned."I ca n't think it. Damn, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My white meat rose and fell as the pleasure peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't believe I just did that. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His shaft softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so upright ?

That question rippled through my judgment as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my wear and pulled up my scanty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my kitty. It was almost like the underclothes had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a loosen whiz. It soothed away my muddiness. I form of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo.

I was a good girl, right ?

I could n't check over before him, but I knew I still had my hymen.

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a grinning."You accept care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to experience just been some wild imagination. I must have dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would sustain sucked his cock and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't have done those early things. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty nightmare that I woke up from back at the party.

The threshold squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan bird flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my step-in. My cheeks burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it cause been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the firm.

Was Daddy still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to wee sure it had been a dreaming, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfield here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My fingerbreadth slid up beneath the panties through the leg yap. I stroked through my shrub to find my vulva. I bit my down lip. I found the flexure of my twat. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my finger's breadth away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a weird concurrence that I had the salty penchant lingering my mouthpiece, or that I had this hum pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgo. I had proof. Taking a mystifying breathing spell, I marched ahead to the household. I climbed up the steps, found the front door unlock, and entered.

The igniter flicked on from the bread and butter room.

I squeaked in fright finding daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eye boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a marvellous and gentle man. His brown eyes flicked up and down my number. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't know what happened, pa. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and pressed my head into his chest.

"Delilah ?"he asked."Did you dye your whisker back brown again ?"

"Dye my haircloth ? You okay, Daddy ? Why would I dye my hair ?"

The frisson rippled from my step-in. I swallowed, feeling how stiff he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange feeling in his eye. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your bosom ?"he asked. His workforce seized them through my blouse. I gasped in daze as my dada groped my small boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizes. You could n't experience been padding your bra all these twelvemonth. Not the way you dress."

"daddy ?"I asked."You should n't be touching me like that."

He snorted."As if every boy at your college touched you like this ? Probably a few of your professors, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a Virgo the Virgin daddy. Honest."

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the straw man of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprise your tits do n't pop out. I do n't jazz what to do with you, Delilah."

"dad ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his pectus. He exposed my white bra cupping my small-scale tit. He shook his foreland, shocked."I did n't ideate them, right ? Your titty ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, dada,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm sorry I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can try out it."

"You can testify that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boy finally yr in your bedroom. All nude and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the end fourth dimension I had two son in my bedroom. pa had been so enraged. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the room access closed and anything could have happened. But zero had. I certainly had n't had a terzetto with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a near girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgo the Virgin. I do n't know what unearthly game you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my impudence burning."But, I mean, you 're my pa. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Savior, are you going to ostentate your cunt at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a maidenhead,"I said, my cheeks on fire. I pulled up my skirt gamy enough to unwrap my scanty."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, pop. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysteric. I did n't interpret what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my virginal membrane. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three male child, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his turncock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

dad fell to his stifle, this bestial feel on his grimace. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and jazz man. I gasped as he hooked the sash my panties and ripped them down my second joint. He stared at my brown George Herbert Walker Bush, his eyes narrowing.

"I half expected you to be dripping with cum,"he muttered.

I 'd only dream the trucker fired cum into me. Right ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as dada thrust his finger's breadth against my vulva. He parted my kitty back talk and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my maidenhead. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy red cent, you are a Virgo the Virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the finally two old age. You practically threw it in my face."

"papa, are you sure enough you did n't let a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't take in rooster or ride dicks or let boy spurt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

He breathed in."Yeah, I can."He inhaled again, a deep one."You smell novel. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as Daddy buried his face into my pussycat. The cushion of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy folds. He caressed my Hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His helping hand suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my seat. I trembled, clutching my doll, staring down at him in shock.

"Daddy ?"I gasped as his tongue fluttered up and down my folds.

"You 're pure,"he groaned."You 're double-dyed like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his spit fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eye as that spicy pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreams. The disgusting heating that made me do such naughty matter. flashing of natural action I never could have performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the fires that dad 's natural language stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pop 's tongue lapped and licked at my cunt. I could n't consider how slap-up it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my small clitoris. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a daughter, go down on me. Those were just soiled dreams.

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my spiritualist anatomy. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, edifice and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to attain me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't trust this. This was my pop doing it, so did that make it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a good girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it decrease to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eye. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my house, low breasts to him. He had to see that I always had humble boob. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those lousy dreams.

"You oh, Daddy, yes,"I moaned as his tongue licked and lapped at my twat.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from English to side. I ground on his face and savored every little licking flutter of his natural language. He did such gamey things to me. I quivered, a hot sense impression construction and building inside of me.

"Oh, pop, I think you 're going to draw me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so exciting. It 's almost scary."

"Jesus, I ca n't believe this is really you, enchantress,"he said. He pulled his facial expression away from my goofball, my cream dribbling down his mentum."Have the finale few years just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your good girl. Your virgin. You never have to vex about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his look back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with Daddy. I trembled in pleasure as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eye fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

And then he played with that little bud. My clitoris.

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the flock of my labia, volley with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My business firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my rose hip shaking from English to side. A tremendous heating swelled interior of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lip sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."pop !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his thirsty mouth. I loved the feel of him against my gamy bits.

His tongue pressed against my virginal membrane. His fingers dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter chill. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other unclean dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion days. I would always be Daddy 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his lip wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little tit jiggling. The air pressure built and built. I could n't use up much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, petty star twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My slit convulsed. I felt a spasming deeply inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could smell my tart passionateness perfuming the air. I gasped as those wafture of pleasure splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my dad."This is incredible."

"You taste incredible, temptress,"he growled.

His clapper licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so light-headed from my sexual climax. I shook my head, Thomas More of those moving ridge drowning my nous. My back arched, my business firm titties jiggling. dada held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a lot I lost my Balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my back, my leg spread. My dame fluttered up to cover my stomach, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus adorn his lips and chin.

"I 'm o.k., papa,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."piece of tail, I ca n't help myself. I 'm dismal, Delilah."

"For what ?"I asked as pa fumbled at his belt.

I gasped at the rustle of his jean. He shoved them down in a flashgun. His cock popped out of his boxers a split second later. It was the initiatory one I 'd ever seen. Those ace in the ambition did n't count. I stared at my papa 's cock in shock. It thrust out midst and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fearfulness washed through me.

I had to be a virgin. But also to be a good girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his turncock against my virgin material body. I gasped as he brushed my clitoris, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it scummy."I 'm good-for-naught, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're everlasting. Like she was."

"Daddy !"I gasped I felt his putz pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle pappa transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward difficult. My virginal membrane did n't stand a chance. It popped, a keen pain followed by an vivid heat driving into my profundity. My heart widened as I felt my daddy 's cock weft my newly deflowered pussy.

His clod smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hips. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was unbelievable. It felt so rightfield. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my Daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juices on his lips as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipple rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton wool fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my cunt clinging to his withdrawing pecker. The clash felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A firing that would eat up me. An orgasm that would be even unspoilt than the one he gave me just mo ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My risque pussy welcomed him. My branch and legs wrapped around his soundbox, holding him tight as I groaned into the candy kiss. I savored my tart passion on his rim as his natural language thrust into my sass. He claimed my sassing like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our torso moved and heaved together. It was fantastic. His cock buried into me over and over, his clod smacking into my human body. Against the bottom slopes of my butt-cheeks and that airstrip of chassis between my pussy in my asshole.

My taint. That was what they called it in those filthy dreams.

dada 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his dick hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

I broke the kiss and moaned,"Yes, yes, I love you, pop !"

"My piffling girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingles racing through me. My kitty-cat clamped down on his rooster, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His beard rasped against my spiritualist flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closemouthed and closer to that howling rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my coming. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful exaltation. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of virgin seventh heaven. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. electric arc flared inside of me.

I savored every mo of it.

"Yes, yes, dada !"I moaned."Oh, daddy, I love your turncock in me. Am I being a good girlfriend ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so deep into me."You 're finally my good girl, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My puss clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic os ground against my button, petty sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my centre fluttering. I was so fill up to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so operose into me. So trench into me. That fantastic cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my first orgasm."

"Did n't you cum when I ate you out ?"

"Was n't that a pipe dream ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just maintain driving your big dick into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his cock. That marvelous pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my creative thinker. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My puss climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every sentence he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my middle. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh waving of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dada !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his prick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my consistence. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his cock stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So very much rapture consumed me. I wanted to prevent experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my Daddy could give me."daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his putz deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and tail end. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such pleasure gibe through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, more and more of my pop 's incestuous seed flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"I gasped as the strongest Wave yet swept through me.

hug drug drowned my mind. My cerebration swirled in eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so a great deal. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

"femme fatale,"he groaned."Oh, God, what did I just do ?"

He pulled away of me, his dick ripping out of my snatch 's embrace. I gasped as his putz left me. I was suddenly so empty-bellied again. He stood up, his rooster swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the flooring and hit my physical structure. My pussy felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as Daddy shook his head.

"I ca n't believe I just fucked you,"he groaned."You 're my girl. You were a virgin."

I shuddered as the frisson finished rippling through my slit."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his concentrated cock at me. His dick glistened with unusual juice. It was n't water system on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my twat lips."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in shock. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never bobble me. You can never do me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his shaft, smelling something tart and delicious on him."I 'll always get it on you, Daddy !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his dick into my back talk. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my pappa 's dick. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to strip him up. The liquidness tasted amazing.

I remembered the strange dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my pussy juice on his shaft.

It did have the same fancy woman flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this facial expression of impact on his face. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a virgin again,"he groaned."How is that possible ?"

I popped my oral cavity off his hawkshaw and giggled."By not having sex, pa. You really are silly."

I sucked his shaft back into my oral fissure. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his bridge player stroking my hairsbreadth. I liked that. It made me feel so racy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my drumhead, sliding my sass up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my rima oris and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty ambition I sometimes had could be utile. They were for teaching me how to cleanse my daddy 's cock.

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a dreaming. But secure. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could roll in the hay you on your hands and knee joint, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to be intimate me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my kitty-cat."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. right field now."

"God help me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to fuck you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't believe I get to pop your cherry again."

Again ? He could be such a sappy man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that contaminating girlfriend from my dreams. She had big tits and blonde pilus. Nothing like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my body. It made me shudder. I licked my backtalk, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his paw on my mighty butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my cunt. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and juicy. I had this terrible ache inside of me.

I think I needed an coming to satiate it. My first.

"Damn, I can finger it,"he said. He pressed his cock a trivial harder against my Hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you love your pure consistence ?"

"Does it draw you happy, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delectation."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. seed on, dada, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

pop thrust.

I groaned as I felt my cherry stretching and stretching and stretching and then it popped.

I gasped as daddy slid his cock into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My anatomy expanded around his dick then his balls smacked into my button. I gasped as sparks of pleasure fit through me. My small-scale breasts jiggled.

My digit clenched against the soft carpeting. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. more and more of his gumshoe left me until only his tip remained.

And then he thrust back into me. He filled me again, rocking me forward.

I whimpered, my brown hair swaying about my cheek. My hips wiggled, stirring my ruin puss around his cinch. It was incredible. His pecker felt so wonderful. So perplex. He groaned and gasped, fucking me operose. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every s of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must get laid how I feel.

"enchantress !"He groaned."Oh, god, temptress, you feel amazing !"

I beamed in pleasure. I was so glad I could make him sense amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, papa ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his hawkshaw every time he buried into me. picayune wafture of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would fall out. I would make a true delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every second of this. Every hot plunge of his peter thrusting into me. He fucked me difficult. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much Thomas More of this walking on air could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my quondam Brother, Billy, standing at the entryway of the aliveness room. He wore merely a brace of packer, his body young and sinewy, his fuzz same shade of Brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't consider what he was seeing. pa groaned, holding me close, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips around his shaft, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his dick in and out of me.

"Jesus, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a cyprian but—"

"Your baby is n't a harlot !"Daddy roared."She 's a good girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so a good deal like your mother."

"Damn,"billystick said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the household, showing off those big knocker of hers, like she was teasing me to bang her. Why do n't I just shove my putz into her back talk right hand now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"Daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could fuck her mouth."

"I 'll do it, he-goat,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for dad. I 'm a effective girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as Daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his shaft in and out of me as Billy brought his shaft closer to my backtalk. I opened full and swallowed my pal 's shaft. I was a good girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my mouth like dada fucked my pussy. Both their tool were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous haste ran through me. My sexual climax built faster and faster as I sucked on he-goat 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on daddy 's dick. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my rima oris up and down nightstick 's thrusting cock while pop pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

They were both using me. Fucking me. I was making them both happy.

I sucked as hard as I could on Billy 's pecker. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to recollect hearing it in my naughty pipe dream. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and Forth River, stirring daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my prick, little whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"dad growled, slamming his shaft hard and recondite into my cunt."She 's your loving, lilliputian sister. obedience her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my cock for so long, siren. Fuck, I got to burst in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my sidekick and my pa to be so glad. To fill amazing. I squeezed my deflowered kitty-cat around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his backbreaking globe smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His prick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his compact pubic hair's-breadth was rubbing into my backtalk and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a putz, slut,"he growled.

"She is not a slut !"Daddy howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around daddy 's shaft. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around he-goat 's pecker. I sucked hard as pa rammed into me. Waves of joy washed out of my pussy. Dame Muriel Spark burst before my eyes.

The delight was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around papa 's big cock. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

"God fucking red cent, I love the way she moans,"my chum groaned."I ca n't ask much more than of this."

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's great. So pixilated and juicy. It 's the s time I fucked her deflowered twat. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry red again."

My crony groaned. My daddy growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix uteri and spurted into the backrest of my throat. The jizz filled my snatch and mouth. I gulped down my comrade 's salty freight while my pussy milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The joy drowned my nous. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous semen while pa filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my judgement melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't think. I was just a quivering formal of physique pleasing the men of my syndicate. I felt myself drifting. Floating. tingle raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't sleep together how foresightful I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side of meat, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my chum and daddy. The quiver intensified around my puss, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My optic fluttered open. The juicy dream I was having faded away. It was so loathly of me to guess that I had sucked on my brother 's putz while Daddy fucked me severe from behind.

"Go ahead, throw her pussy a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your haphazard seconds,"billy said.

"Oh, you 'll find that she 's pure. She 's a virgin, are n't you, Delilah ?"

I rolled onto my back, staring up at my comrade and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my slit sassing adorned by my lenient down of brown hair. I nudged my Hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure little young lady. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

I beamed."I 'll always be your Virgo, daddy. I love you."

"I love you. You 're just unadulterated now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp peter of pain as my blood brother popped my cerise and slammed his hawkshaw into my virginal profundity. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other 1 did n't matter.

They were only risque dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitation. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her initiative prison term was intoxicating. The possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the future pair it had prepared, full of its prankish magic. This one was a swirl of contraband and ashen, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the textile, caressing the two Holy Writ. A abruptly phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The figure of speech smiled, bore to devolve off these step-in. It could n't expect for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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