Sleeping daughter
Chapter Three : nanny-goat Cam revelation
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"She is n't even wearing panties tonight, the minuscule slut,"my wife chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece to throw it more well-situated and quit pinching."Ooh, this is almost as good as being there. She 's good and ready for you. She 's taken her medicinal drug 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 aegir to feel her hot, rigorous flesh wrapped about my cock. It was so wrong. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my wife 's yucky idea to chivy our sleeping daughter. After Tiffany was diagnosed with Sleeping smasher Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to take a powerful medication that kept her knocked out for the stallion night. nothing disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no idea her female parent and I licked her kitty, sucked on her nipples, and fucked her ass. She slept through it all. She had no idea. The next dawning she bounced with energy, bubbling about the sexy dreams she had again. Our girl did n't know what we were doing to her, but her body did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my wife was out of town visiting her sick baby. So she made trusted the old she-goat cam we bought class ago was setup and working again. She had positioned the teddy bear so it had a utter view of our daughter 's bed.

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

"Nope, the short slovenly woman must be desperate for Daddy 's attention."My married woman giggled."Ooh, she has such a crush on you. Now get in there and gratify your short girl."

I reached my girl 's sleeping accommodation. She left the door open, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with youthful Passion of Christ. I had heard her whispering with her female parent, talking about her burning desires for an older man.

Me.

My daughter had the hots for me.

I stroked my prick as I entered the room. It was unusual. I paused at the doorway. It was the first of all metre 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 babe 's house 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 redress stead for me to tell."

I nodded my caput, forgetting my wife could n't see me through the nanny cam yet. My middle were glued on my daughter. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her sleek back before they transitioned into her smoothen second joint. She fell asleep with them spread full, her pussy aimed at the door.

"Little slut,"I groaned.

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

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

"She wants pop 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, lithe. Brassy-brown hair spilled about her back and typeface. I brushed a few string off her shoulder and stoop down to kiss her.

My daughter sighed in her sleep."... papa ..."

"pappa 's here,"I groaned."pa 's going to make such perfumed lovemaking to you."

"And breed you,"panted my wife."William Tell her you 're going to breed her, honey. Breed a grandchild into our daughter. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your fry. 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 cable no parent should cross with their child.

My putz almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany suppose when her sleek belly swelled with her child ? Who would she think fucked her ? She was a Virgin and proud of it. She had no idea her female parent and I molested her in her rest. I should have stopped before taking her cherry.

But I could n't. My girl was a drug. My wife and I were both addicted to her youthful flesh.

I reached out and stroked my finger down her rachis. My daughter moaned and sighed in her rest, shifting slightly. Her little butt wiggled. My finger reached the buns of her whirl and kept going, rising with the swell of her ass. I circled her aright cheek, my finger dimpling her flesh.

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

"When I 'm ready."

My wife moaned. I heard the wet squelch of fingers working in and out of hot cunt."Fuck her ! breed her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the little slut. I bet her pussycat is already soaking wet. Feel her. Touch her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my hand down between my daughter 's thigh. It grew warmer and warmer the deeper I reached. My daughter shuddered when I brushed her kitty surrounded by her lenient curls. I stroked up and down her figure. Her toes curled and her backside clenched. Her succus coated my fingers.

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

"No. The camera sucks too very much. Just finger her. nookie her. Molest her ! Oh, God, Phil, please, please, please. I 'm so horny. I 'm going to detonate if you don't."

"I thought you wanted to explode."

"Phillip Taylor, provoke your girl right this wink !"

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

My hands clenched and squeezed Tiffany 's ass. They were so affectionate and juicy. I pulled them apart and groaned at the good deal of her sphincter nestled between them. I leaned down, unable to resist any constituent of my daughter 's body.

I licked and tongued her sphincter. My girl sighed and squirmed more in her nap. I imagined the wonderful, wicked dreams she was having right now. I was glad I could fall in her this pleasure even if she had no idea it was really me.

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

"Just enjoy, ravisher,"I groaned between licks of her turn asshole.

My fingers dug into her ass, kneading her butt-cheeks as my tongue probed and wiggled into her sphincter. I entered her bowels, loving the rough texture. My stopcock throbbed, aching at the computer memory of taking her anal-cherry a month back. Every few nights I fucked her ass.

"Oh, that 's it, eat our daughter 's ass,"gasped my wife."Ooh, yes. You 're such a bad daddy. Such a distasteful father. You 're molesting our sleeping girl. 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 cock ached, beaming I was pleasing both my adult female. I kept tonguing Tiffany 's ass while my rightfield paw explored lower and lower.

And found my daughter 's wet pussy.

I shoved a pair of fingers into her tight, silky deepness. Tiffany moaned and her flesh clamped down on my digit. Her hips wiggled as I pumped my fingers in and out of her deepness. My tool ached and throbbed, wishing to swap home with my fingers.

I ignored my putz. For now. I concentrated on tonguing my girl 's ass and fingering her kitty. I pushed my glossa as deep in as I could while fucking my fingers faster and faster in and out of her cunt. My pollex pushed through her folds and found her clit.

"pop !"Tiffany gasped, her slumbering body bucking in the bed.

I rubbed harder at her clit. I loved how the little bead felt to a lower place 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 dreaming must be so grand and vivid.

"Oh, Daddy, yes."

"The strumpet loves it,"my wife moaned.

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

"She wants something bounteous in there."

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

"Good !"

"Have a nice cum ?"

"The advantageously, beloved. Ooh, it is so hot watching you on the nanny cam. This is so wicked. I feel like such a bad mammy. I know my daughter 's being molested and I 'm getting of on it. Ooh, yes, restrain fingering her slit. ready our daughter cum before you ram that big, dense cock into her pixilated cunny."

I rubbed harder on my daughter 's clit. Her slit clenched and relaxed on my finger's breadth. Her rose hip undulated, pushing back into my thrusts. Her moans echoed through the way. Panting, heaving moan of pure delight.

I moved my rim down her taint to her kitty. I licked around my probing fingers, gathering her angelical juices. 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 savour ?"asked my wife.

"Delicious."

"Good. shuffling 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 body bucked and squirmed. If it was n't for her powerful medicine, I would swear she was awake.

"dad,"she moaned.

Her succus squirted out of her pussy.

The hot cream dripped on my face. I loved the tactile property adorning my human face. I breathed in her musk as her hole spasmed about my finger's breadth. More and more juice poured out into my thirsty mouth. My wife panted in my ear as I drank our daughter 's passion.

"Did she eject ? I bet she did. I bet the minuscule slut flooded your sass. Ooh, tell me, Phil. William Tell me, please !"

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

"And now her slit 's begging for Daddy 's big, thick gumshoe to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her twat and fuck her into the adjacent 100, love. Do it. Give our jade the pound she wants and deserves."

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

"Yes,"hissed my wife into my ear."Oh, yes. Fuck the little slut. cover a grandchild into our daughter. Do it, honey."

I moved my shaft to my girl 's pussy. I rubbed it on her flesh. It was an inept angle. So I grabbed one of Tiffany 's many pillows—do n't ask me why she had Thomas More than one—and shoved it beneath her stomach, raising her ass and cunt. I smiled as I rubbed my cock against her pussycat again, coating it with her juices.

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

I had to make it a great show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, tight cunt, bearing into her in a single push. Her flesh engulf my pecker. The hottest, sweetest silk caressed my dick. pleasure raced down the tip my lump bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her hips shifted again.

"dad,"she sighed, dreaming.

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

"Mmm, yes,"my wife moaned."roll in the hay our daughter hard. lumber her pussy. This is so damned hot. I 'm watching my own personal porn."

I grinned at the photographic camera and pull in my prick out slowly from my daughter 's sozzled embrace. I groaned, my eyes rolling in my capitulum. It was such a mellifluous, agonizing blissfulness. My daughter was so tight and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her depths. My nut smacked into her clit. The bed rocked and my girl sighed. I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. It was heaven. I gripped her hips, pumping my hips, loving the ripple of her butt-cheeks and the moonlight playing on her lithe back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, thick cock into our daughter 's twat. That 's so hot. Mmm, yes. Fuck her. Make her cum so hard. Oh, this is so hot, honey. So hot."

The sound of her fingers sluicing through her pussy echoed in my ear. She must have her phone on loudspeaker system. I caught most of her gasp and groan as she writhed, watching me fuck our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my hands up and down Tiffany 's rachis, brushing the slope of her breast. They were belittled mound. She was her female parent in miniature save for their bender. Betty had them in spade. Big, bountiful tits. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my daughter 's slender frame and smaller breast were just as hot.

I gripped them. Her pap rubbed into my ribbon as I pounded my girl. The slap echoed through the bedroom. My daughter 's cunt clenched and relaxed on my dick. Her hips wiggled, an unconscious answer. She could n't avail making them.

"That 's it, baby girl,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let pappa feel how a good deal you love his big, wooden-headed gumshoe. Oh, yes. You love my big cock. Do n't you ?"

"pa,"she panted.

"Yes, you do. Oh, yes."

My balls ached and boiled. They had to explode. I groaned and grunted, burying into the profoundness of my daughter 's slit. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. flak after blast of my fat seminal fluid spilling into her untouched depths. Tiffany 's pussy spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

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

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

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

"I hope you loved that honey."

"I did,"gasped my wife."Oh, it was almost as hot as being there. I just wish I could lick your cum from our daughter 's kitty. You know how much 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 cheek, and kissed her. I loved the ghost of a smile on her brim."Sweet dreams, pumpkin."

"After that performance, she 'll stimulate 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 Louis Comfort Tiffany would work out 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 vast grin on her face.

"Trying."

She threw her arms around my neck opening and gave me a quick buss on my cheek. She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curve. My dick ached in my slacks. Then, after a few more than combustion trice, she broke away and flounced to her seat at the kitchen nook.

"It does n't matter if you do burn them,"she declared."Not after the rattling ambition I had last night."

"More wet one ?"I asked. I also was far more comfortable talking sex in front of my daughter.

"Maybe."A grin played on her rim. Memories of sliding my cock in and out of her sassing 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 Francis Bacon was a footling too crispy. I dished up the food, set it on home plate, and joined my daughter. She was ravenous.

So was I.

"dada, what time are you getting home from work ?"

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

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

"Then why are you so keen to know what clock time I 'm getting home ?"I asked, unable to hide my smile. I knew she had a huge infatuation on me, and it was wonderful to see it on her face.

"I have something to show you."

"Oh ? Bad report cards ?"

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

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

"It 's not a few minute video."She gave me a blink of an eye."faith me, you 'll want to see it. It 's very ... illuminating."

I gave her a unknown flavor. Why was she acting so coy ?"Okay, love. I 'll be home at the usual time."

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

I shook my headway as the door crashed shut behind her. In some ways she was still my small little girl, in former ways she had grown into a gorgeous puppet. I closed my eyes, remembering the feel of her pussy as I came in her last night.

If I had a few more minutes, I would have jerked off redress there at the breakfast tabular array. Instead, I ventured forth into the terrible morning traffic. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my chocolate and listening to morning talk radio.

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

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employment was hectic. nerve-racking. We were behind in the new project. Not by practically, but enough that heart management was cracking the whiplash. They kept going around talking about,"Being theatrical role of the team,"and"doing your part"and"qualification sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

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

And no thinking about the daughter I loved to beset. Her mingy cunt. Her diminished breasts. Her dusky-pink tit. And how she smelled. Fresh. Sweet. Innocent.

O.K., I thought about her a little bit. She was in my stock. I loved my married woman, but we were both drunk on our daughter.

I worked at my desk through lunch, eating an egg salad sandwich I bought from the vendition political machine. It was n't the in effect decisiveness 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 take credit.

Assholes.

I clocked out at the unconstipated time. While we were behind on the schedule, the companionship was too cheap to make us cultivate overtime. I probably would work on it at home on my computing machine just to prove I was a team player.

I had a sinking feeling the bosses purposefully made schedules we could n't save 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 family XV minute earlier. Since I had forgotten the video, I was shocked when my daughter bounded up to me the moment I walked through the threshold. She wore a dissimilar outfit, something girlish and fluffy : pink, pleated skirt ; compressed halter top, a brighter shade of pinko than her skirt, the fabric clinging to her small breast ; knee-hi, pink socks. I was sensing a theme with her outfit.

"Daddy !"she grinned, taking my hand."It 's clock time to watch the video."

"Video ?"I asked then our conversation this aurora 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 bread and butter room. Partly because I loved the way her skirt swayed about her sleek thigh 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 pad of paper and reckoner could sync to.

"Did you know someone set up the old nanny-goat cam in my sleeping room ?"

My stomach lurched. My center metre faster."What ?"

"You know, the one you and mummy bought to nominate sure as shooting Mrs. Stevens was n't up to anything nefarious."My girl rolled her optic."Like she ever would."

I did n't get it on what to say.

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

She hit gambol. Her au naturel dead body appeared on filmdom, the bend of her ass, her silky back, her brassy fuzz falling over her face. My girl stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on screen then back to me.

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

"dearest ..."I croaked.

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

I squirmed on the chairwoman. My face burned. I was in so a good deal hassle. Soon the cops would sleep together and I would go to prison house forever. My daughter would hate me. I was such a firearm of shit.

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

"I look so devoid and vulnerable,"continued Louis Comfort Tiffany."Just lying there, helpless. Anyone could take the air in and do something to me."Her eyes flashed to me."right field, pop ?"

"I guess."I licked my mouth."I ... Honey ... It 's not ..."

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

My shadow darkened the elbow room. Her door was open and I blocked the illumine implosion therapy in from the hallway. I remembered standing there last night, stroking my dick, ogling my daughter. I walked onto the screen. There was no sound. She did n't listen me talking to my wife.

On CRT screen, I touched her prickle then moved down to her ass, stroking it.

"Just disgusting,"my daughter said."rightfield, pa ?"

"Disgusting."

I watched myself bring my finger down to her pussy, rubbing her physique. I held it up to the camera before sucking it into my mouth. My dick throbbed in my pants as my daughter shook her head, her nose wrinkling.

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

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

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

She tapped the screen, skipping the video ahead to me ramming my finger's breadth in and out of her twat while licking at her clit. My cheeks burned. I was in so much problem. So why was my dick so heavily right now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

"Are you sorry for fucking me ?"She tapped the concealment, skimping the video forward to shew me rubbing my pecker up and down her pussy."Huh, daddy ? Are you sorry for taking my virginity and spurting your cum into my fertile, untouched depths. Did you want to realize me pregnant, Daddy ? Did you want to spawn me ?"

I swallowed. My daughter moved before me. She stood at the foot of the recliner, blocking the CRT screen. Her Robert Brown eyes bored in at me. She tossed her pad onto the couch and put her hands on her hips.

"Answer me, Daddy. Did you want to spawn your daughter ?"

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

"And are you regretful ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her manpower slid up her waist and cupped her breasts through the slim cloth of her halter top. Her mammilla hardened, pressing against the stuff."Did n't you like fucking my cunt ? Did n't you savor my hot, smashed twat ?"

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

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

"Both."I wanted to look away, but her finger pinching her nipple through her top was so enticing.

"You are such a bad Daddy."Her smile grew on her lips."Such a skanky Daddy. You should n't be sorry. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her helping hand from her chest. She shoved them right into her wench 's air pocket and pulled out a long, thin, E. B. White object, made of plastic. A pregnancy test. She held it upright, the garden pink melody visible.

"congratulations, dad. 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 squeamish as she wiggled on me. She ground her pussy on my cock as her workforce grasped my shoulders. She smiled down at me.

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

"You were awake ?"I groaned.

"You really did n't think there was anything called Sleeping sweetheart Syndrome ?"my wife asked.

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

"It was so hard not to commit it away, Daddy,"Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my genitalia."Luckily, momma shoved my cheek into her puss almost of the time so you could n't tell I was awake. But lowest nighttime was so backbreaking to pretend to be asleep. It 's why I covered my face with my hair and slept on my stomach."

"Jesus, you two are wicked,"I laughed."I fucking had a core attack when you played the nanny-goat cam footage."Then I looked at my married woman and the distasteful grin on her face."And you ... you were n't even out of town."

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

"We were so naughty,"laughed 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 rima oris. Her lip were small-scale but vigorous. She ground grueling on me. My dick ached beneath her as the blood rushed through my caput. She tasted of bubblegum. My hands, hesitant at first, 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 skirt, pulling her harder on my cock. She moaned into my mouth. Her heat bled through my slack. Followed by her moisture. She did n't wear scanty and she dripped.

I turned my girl on.

Tiffany broke the candy kiss, her brass flushed. She panted."Oh, Daddy, that was amazing. Ooh, I waited for months to kiss 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 body and gripped her breast. Tiffany broke our candy kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her head. Mother and girl kissed over Louis Comfort Tiffany 's shoulder.

"Fuck,"I groaned.

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

"Yes,"squealed Tiffany.

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

They sank to the trading floor. 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 naked hip. Her purulent ground against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our daughter 's torso. My married woman 's lowering tits dragged across Tiffany 's stomach. My wife paused to nip our daughter 's nipples, sucking each dusky-pink nub into her lip before she continued down. And down.

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

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

My wife did n't answer with words, but with a purring moan as she devoured our daughter 's prick. I threw off my shirt and started on my knickers. I kicked off my attire shoes before standing. I shoved down my slacks and boxers, my tool popping out.

"Fuck ma 's cunt,"moaned Louis Comfort Tiffany."I want your dick covered in her juices when you fuck me. It 'll be so hot. You 'll shove Mommy 's ointment deep into my cunt."

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

I nodded my headway in utter agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, nude save for my black-market wearing apparel air sock, and shoved my tool into my wife 's pussy. She was hot and tight, but not as tight as our girl. My wife squeezed her puss down as I fucked her, my center locked on our daughter squirming on my wife 's mouth.

"That 's it, Daddy,"gasped Tiffany. Her hands found her breasts."Fuck Mommy. She 's so wicked. I came so hard the maiden time she licked my slit. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

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

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

Betty bucked her hips back into my driving force as she devoured our daughter 's pussy. She licked and nuzzled. Tiffany moaned and gasped, humping and squirming. Her eyes rolled back in her oral sex as she gasped and squealed.

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

"Yes, dear."

I loved it. I groaned, savoring our new life as an incestuous family. It was hot piece of tail my daughter while she slept, but now I could relish her without any lingering guilt. My daughter loved what I did to her. I made her happy.

I loved her and she loved me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes. Mommy 's tongue feels amazing. She knows just where to lap up. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

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

Betty moaned. Her pussy clenched on my cock. For a moment, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my teeth. I still had my girl to roll in the hay. Two horny pussies that needed my care. I took a deep breath then drew back.

And slammed in.

My balls smacked my wife 's clit. She groaned, her pussy growing hotter and hotter. Her hands gripped Tiffany 's waist. My married woman bucked. Her bitch spasmed on my cock. She moaned her orgasm as she tongued our daughter.

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

Tiffany came. Her face turned red as her back heaved and her puss background against her mother 's sass. Tiffany 's head tossed back and forth, her brassy-brown hair flying about her face as she screamed so brassy, letting out her pleasure.

I pulled out of my married woman 's slit as Tiffany heaved through her orgasm. Her optic opened, found my rooster, and smiled."Mommy, it 's my bit to get fucked. Please, please, finish licking."

"rightfulness,"my wife groaned, her voice dazed."Fuck her, Phil. nookie our pregnant daughter."

My tool spasmed. I had bred my little girl.

I fell on her. She wrapped her thighs about my waist and reached down to grab my cock."Ooh, I finally get to touch it with my hands."She stroked me, guiding me to her pussy."Now fuck me, Daddy."

I thrust into my little girl 's depths.

It was hot and astound. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My heavy egg slapped into her button. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her blazonry wrapped about my body, pulling me down to her. She stared into my eyes as I drew back my hip. It was so hot to look into her soft, brown depths as I made love to my lilliputian girl.

Her hips moved, matching my thrusts while her nasty kitty caressed my dick. fantastic detrition spilled through me. I groaned, loving every second of Eden. My girl 's pussy was heaven. My putz ached and my balls throbbed.

"You 're in me, Daddy,"she moaned, grinning."Now I get to say all the words I wanted to. Mmm, yes. nookie me, pop. Pound my kitty-cat. I know it 's wrong, but you 're such a bad daddy. 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 girl,"purred my wife from behind us.

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

"Oh, pop, 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 married woman between licks."Such a slut. Mmm, it 's so hot to lick where your incestuous soma meet. This is turning me on so hard. Ooh, hold open fucking our girl."

"And cum all over my face, pappa,"gasped my daughter, her fingers digging into my back.

"Yes,"I growled.

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

Her tongue shooter into my mouth. Her soundbox shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs tight about my waist as she bucked harder and harder into my knife thrust. Our flesh slapped together. The pleasure sliding about my rooster increased.

walking on air rushed through me.

"Damn,"I panted, breaking the kiss."You 're so hot. So squiffy. Are you going to cum ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a blue girl ?"

"The naughtiest. I love cumming on my papa 's big peter. Ooh, yes. Keep driving it into me, papa. celebrate fucking me. clear me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my daughter 's depths. Her eyes widened. Her back arched. Her nipple rubbed hard into my chest. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her pussy spasmed hard about my prick, rippling up and down the entire distance. It was so hot, so Delicious. Juices squirted out of her, splashing my wife in the face.

"So good, pop !"she gasped.

"Oh, yes,"moaned my wife."Yo made her cum."

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

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

"What ?"she gasped, her munition and thigh hugging me fuddled while her kitty-cat spasmed about my dick.

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my side !"

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

She did. I ripped my peter out of her snatch as the first spirt shot out. I groaned, the pleasure crashing through my eubstance. My cum splattered across her belly and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my gumshoe as the bit pulse tried to erupt. I pointed my cock at her great face.

She had such a huge grin.

I released my rooster and sprayed my girl 's face with cum.

It was repulsive. White line of descent painted her fount. I grunted with each clap. Ecstasy crashed through my body. I came so lots. I unloaded on her human face. It dribbled down her impertinence 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 prick as my wife and daughter loved each early. I grinned.

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

My two fair sex giggled then shared another cum-filled kiss.

The End