Sleeping Daughter
Chapter triplet : nanny-goat Cam Book of Revelation
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"She is n't even wearing pantie tonight, the picayune slut,"my wife chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece to make it more well-to-do and stop pinching."Ooh, this is almost as good as being there. She 's ripe and ready for you. She 's taken her medication and she 's passed out."

My hawkshaw ached. Even after a calendar month of fucking my eighteen-year-old daughter while she slept, I was still eager to sense her hot, stringent frame wrapped about my cock. It was so wrong. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my married woman 's repellent idea to plague our sleeping daughter. After Tiffany was diagnosed with quiescency mantrap Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to take a potent medication that kept her knocked out for the total night. Nothing disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no idea her mother and I licked her snatch, sucked on her nipples, and fucked her ass. She slept through it all. She had no idea. The next morning time she bounced with free energy, bubbling about the sexy dreams she had again. Our daughter did n't have sex what we were doing to her, but her organic structure did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my wife was out of Town visiting her sick baby. So she made sure enough the old nanny cam we bought years ago was setup and working again. She had positioned the teddy bear so it had a perfective tense view of our girl 's bed.

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

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

I reached my daughter 's bedroom. She left the threshold open, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with youthful passion. I had heard her whispering with her mother, talking about her combustion desires for an erstwhile man.

Me.

My daughter had the hots for me.

I stroked my dick as I entered the way. It was strange. I paused at the doorway. It was the first prison term Betty had n't accompanied me in. It was all her approximation. She should be here, but she had to settle for masturbating at her sister 's house while watching the fun on the laptop.

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

I nodded my head, forgetting my married woman could n't see me through the nanny-goat cam yet. My heart were glued on my girl. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her sleek back before they transitioned into her smooth second joint. She fell asleep with them spread wide, her pussy aimed at the door.

"Little slut,"I groaned.

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

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

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

I nodded. I floated forward. My dick ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, lissome. Brassy-brown pilus spilled about her spinal column and typeface. I brushed a few string off her shoulder and deflect down to kiss her.

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

"Daddy 's here,"I groaned."papa 's going to make such sweetened love to you."

"And breed you,"panted my wife."Tell her you 're going to spawn her, honey. Breed a grandchild into our daughter. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your child. It will be so fucking hot."
"Daddy 's going to cum in you and you 'll get pregnant,"I groaned. It was so untimely, the melodic phrase no parent should cross with their child.

My dick almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany think 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 mother and I molested her in her slumber. I should have stopped before taking her cherry.

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

I reached out and stroked my finger down her pricker. My daughter moaned and sighed in her sleep, shifting slightly. Her little butt end wiggled. My finger reached the bottom of her spin and kept going, rising with the swell of her ass. I circled her right cheek, my finger dimpling her flesh.

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

"When I 'm ready."

My married woman moaned. I heard the wet squelcher of fingers working in and out of hot cunt."Fuck her ! stock her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the little slut. I bet her pussy is already soaking wet. tone her. affect her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my hand down between my girl 's thigh. It grew strong and warmer the deeper I reached. My girl shuddered when I brushed her twat surrounded by her soft gyre. I stroked up and down her flesh. Her toes curled and her butt clenched. Her juices coated my fingers.

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

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

"I thought you wanted to explode."

"Phillip Taylor, chivy your daughter right this flash !"

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

My hands clenched and squeezed Louis Comfort Tiffany 's ass. They were so warm and juicy. I pulled them apart and groaned at the sight of her sphincter nestled between them. I leaned down, unable to balk any share of my daughter 's body.

I licked and tongued her sphincter. My daughter sighed and squirmed more in her sleep. I imagined the wonderful, wicked dreams she was having right now. I was happy I could yield her this pleasance even if she had no mind it was really me.

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

"Just enjoy, ravisher,"I groaned between lick of her morose asshole.

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

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

My wife 's flash moan made it pretty obvious she just came. She gasped and heaved in the background, her bed creaking. My dick ached, sword lily I was pleasing both my women. I kept tonguing Tiffany 's ass while my right wing hand explored scurvy and lower.

And found my girl 's wet pussy.

I shoved a pair of fingers into her tight, silky depths. Tiffany moaned and her flesh clamped down on my finger's breadth. Her hip wiggled as I pumped my fingerbreadth in and out of her profoundness. My dick ached and throbbed, wishing to trade places with my fingers.

I ignored my cock. For now. I concentrated on tonguing my daughter 's ass and fingering her pussy. I pushed my spit as deep in as I could while fucking my fingerbreadth faster and faster in and out of her cunt. My thumb pushed through her plica and found her clit.

"dad !"Tiffany gasped, her slumbering torso bucking in the bed.

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

"Oh, dada, yes."

"The slut loves it,"my wife moaned.

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

"She wants something bigger in there."

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

"Good !"

"Have a squeamish cum ?"

"The C. H. Best, honey. Ooh, it is so hot watching you on the nanny-goat cam. This is so wicked. I feel like such a bad Mommy. I know my daughter 's being molested and I 'm getting of on it. Ooh, yes, keep back fingering her jackass. Make our daughter cum before you ram that big, midst cock into her crocked cunny."

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

I moved my rim down her taint to her pussycat. I licked around my probing fingers, gathering her unfermented 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 smack ?"asked my wife.

"Delicious."

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

I sucked hard on my daughter 's clitoris 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.

"Daddy,"she moaned.

Her succus squirted out of her pussy.

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

"Did she squirt ? I bet she did. I bet the little slut flooded your back talk. Ooh, enjoin me, Phil. William Tell me, please !"

"She flooded my mouth."I licked my backtalk as my girl 's trembles lessened, stopped."She came hard."

"And now her pussy 's begging for Daddy 's big, thick dick to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her snatch and fuck her into the future century, honey. Do it. apply our slut the pounding she wants and deserves."

"Yes,"I groaned and rose. My shaft bobbed before me, wooden-headed and hard, aimed right at my girl 's slumbering body.

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

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

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

I had to have it a large show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, mingy cunt, bearing into her in a 1 thrust. Her bod soak up my cock. The hottest, scented silk caressed my dick. Pleasure raced down the tip my testicle bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her pelvic arch shifted again.

"pappa,"she sighed, dreaming.

"That 's right, sister young lady, papa 's cock is buried to the hilt in your slutty cunt."

"Mmm, yes,"my wife moaned."fucking our daughter hard. Pound her pussy. This is so damned hot. I 'm watching my own personal porn."

I grinned at the camera and drew my cock out slowly from my daughter 's crocked embrace. I groaned, my heart rolling in my head. It was such a Sweet, agonizing bliss. My girl was so crocked and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her deepness. My balls smacked into her button. The bed rocked and my daughter 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 sylphlike back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, duncish rooster into our daughter 's puss. 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 finger's breadth sluicing through her pussy echoed in my ear. She must suffer her phone on speaker. I caught about of her gasps and moan as she writhed, watching me fuck our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my helping hand up and down Tiffany 's back, brushing the sides of her breast. They were belittled hammock. She was her female parent in toy save for their curves. Betty had them in nigger. Big, liberal tits. Sweeping pelvic arch. Plump ass. But my daughter 's slender figure and smaller breasts were just as hot.

I gripped them. Her pap rubbed into my palm as I pounded my daughter. The slaps echoed through the bedroom. My daughter 's twat clenched and relaxed on my prick. Her hips wiggled, an unconscious response. She could n't facilitate making them.

"That 's it, baby girl,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let Daddy palpate how lots you love his big, thick shaft. 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 astuteness of my daughter 's twat. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. Blast after blast of my fertile seed spilling into her untasted profoundness. Louis Comfort Tiffany 's twat spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

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

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

We were all cumming together as a phratry, even if my wife could n't be here. I grunted, driving my dick into my girl 's spasming profoundness. 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 pussy. You know how very 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 back talk."sweet ambition, pumpkin."

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

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

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

"Trying."

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a quick osculation on my nerve. She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing breaking ball. My dick ached in my slack. Then, after a few More burning twinkling, 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 wonderful pipe dream I had lastly night."

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

"Maybe."A grin played on her rim. Memories of sliding my pecker in and out of her mouth 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 Baron Verulam was a little too crispy. I dished up the nutrient, set it on denture, and joined my daughter. She was ravenous.

So was I.

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

"Saami prison term as usual,"I answered. Then I fixed her a suspicious look."Planning on sneaking a boy over before I get home since your mother 's away."

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

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

"I have something to exhibit you."

"Oh ? Bad report circuit board ?"

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

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

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

I gave her a strange feel. Why was she acting so coy ?"okey, honey. I 'll be home at the common time."

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

I shook my head word as the door crashed shut behind her. In some path she was still my fiddling miss, in other manner she had grown into a gorgeous beast. I closed my optic, remembering the tone of her pussy as I came in her last night.

If I had a few Sir Thomas More moment, I would have jerked off right there at the breakfast mesa. Instead, I ventured Forth River into the terrible morning dealings. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my coffee and listening to cockcrow lecture radio.

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

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Work was hectic. trying. We were behind in the new project. Not by very much, but enough that midway direction was cracking the whip. They kept going around talking about,"Being region of the team,"and"doing your part"and"making sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

But the bullshit made us exercise harder. No pointless breaks to talk around the water cooler. No time of day spent browsing Facebook while pretending to lick on reports. No playing Pezophaps solitaria in the afternoon because I was too tired to do your job.

And no thinking about the daughter I loved to beset. Her tight pussy. Her small tit. Her dusky-pink nipples. And how she smelled. Fresh. Sweet. Innocent.

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

I worked at my desk through dejeuner, eating an egg salad sandwich I bought from the vending machine. It was n't the estimable decision I could make. But I forced it down as I went over the bit. By the end of the day, we were making headway, catching up while the halfway 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 company was too tawdry to make us process overtime. I probably would work on it at home on my estimator just to register I was a squad player.

I had a sinking feeling the bosses purposefully made schedules we could n't prevent up with to find ways to get us to crop for free.

I faced the grind of traffic going home, which was lighter for some understanding and I was home 15 second earlier. Since I had forgotten the television, I was shocked when my daughter bounded up to me the moment I walked through the doorway. She wore a different outfit, something girlish and fluffy : pink, pleated skirt ; crocked halter top, a brighter shade of pink than her skirt, the fabric clinging to her minor boob ; knee-high, pink windsock. I was sensing a root word with her outfit.

"Daddy !"she grinned, taking my hand."It 's meter to view the video."

"video ?"I asked then our conversation this morning came back to me."Right, right. leave this choose recollective ? I have some things to cultivate on before dinner."

"Daddy, this is very important."

I did n't resist as she led me to the support way. Partly because I loved the way her dame swayed about her sleek thighs and clung to her gorgeous ass. She pushed me down onto the recliner and then grabbed her iPad. We had one of those smart TV 's that tablets and computers could sync to.

"Did you know someone set up the old she-goat cam in my bedroom ?"

My venter lurched. My tenderness pulse faster."What ?"

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

I did n't experience what to say.

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

She hit drama. Her nude body appeared on screen, the curve of her ass, her sleek back, her brassy hair falling over her grimace. My daughter stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on silver screen then back to me.

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

"Honey ..."I croaked.

"Hush, Daddy, let 's sustain watching and see who this slimy person is."

I squirmed on the chair. My face burned. I was in so much fuss. Soon the cops would know and I would go to prison forever. My girl would hate me. I was such a opus of shit.

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

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

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

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

My tincture darkened the room. Her doorway was exposed and I blocked the light flooding in from the hallway. I remembered standing there last Night, stroking my prick, ogling my daughter. I walked onto the blind. There was no sound. She did n't hear me talking to my wife.

On blind, I touched her spine then moved down to her ass, stroking it.

"Just disgusting,"my daughter said."right, pop ?"

"Disgusting."

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

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

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

"You 're lamentable 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 fingerbreadth in and out of her pussy while licking at her clit. My cheeks burned. I was in so much trouble. So why was my dick so hard right now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

"Are you sorry for fucking me ?"She tapped the CRT screen, skimping the telecasting forward to render 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, untasted depth. Did you want to make me significant, Daddy ? Did you want to cover me ?"

I swallowed. My daughter moved before me. She stood at the infantry of the recliner, blocking the screen. Her brown eyes bored in at me. She tossed her pill onto the couch and put her deal on her hips.

"solution me, dada. Did you want to engender 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 distressing ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her hands slid up her shank and cupped her chest through the thin fabric of her hemp top. Her pap hardened, pressing against the material."Did n't you like fucking my pussy ? Did n't you enjoy my hot, tight cunt ?"

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

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

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

"You are such a bad Daddy."Her smile grew on her sassing."Such a wicked Daddy. You should n't be sorry. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her manpower from her breasts. She shoved them right into her skirt 's pouch and pulled out a long, thin, white physical object, made of plastic. A gestation test. She held it upright, the garden pink lineage visible.

"Congratulations, Daddy. You bred me !"

Then with a giggle she leaped onto my lap. I grunted—she was too big to do that. But then she felt nice as she wiggled on me. She ground her pussy on my shaft as her paw grasped my shoulder joint. She smiled down at me.

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

"You were waken ?"I groaned.

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

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

"It was so hard not to give it away, Daddy,"Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my private parts."Luckily, Mommy shoved my boldness into her pussy well-nigh of the time so you could n't tell I was awake. But last night was so hard to feign to be asleep. It 's why I covered my facial expression with my hair and slept on my stomach."

"Deliverer, you two are wicked,"I laughed."I fucking had a nerve attack when you played the nanny cam footage."Then I looked at my wife and the sinful 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 hold up night."

"We were so gamey,"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 mouth. Her lip were small but vigorous. She ground harder on me. My putz ached beneath her as the lineage rushed through my principal. 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 rut bled through my slacks. Followed by her wet. She did n't wear panties and she dripped.

I turned my daughter on.

Tiffany broke the candy kiss, her face 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 handwriting went around our daughter 's physical structure and gripped her titty. Tiffany broke our kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her foreland. female parent and girl kissed over Louis Comfort Tiffany 's shoulder.

"screwing,"I groaned.

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

"Yes,"squealed Tiffany.

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

They sank to the base. I ripped off my tie and fumbled at the clit of my shirt as I watched Louis Comfort Tiffany writhe beneath Betty. They kept kissing and humping. Tiffany 's dame slipped up, exposing her naked hip. Her kitty-cat ground against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our girl 's trunk. My married woman 's heavy tits dragged across Tiffany 's tum. My wife paused to nip our daughter 's nipples, sucking each dusky-pink nub into her sassing before she continued down. And down.

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

"Mommy,"squealed Tiffany as her female parent licked through her hot pussycat. Her young 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 respond with words, but with a purring moan as she devoured our daughter 's pecker. I threw off my shirt and started on my pant. I kicked off my dress shoes before standing. I shoved down my falloff and boxers, my dick popping out.

"shag Mommy 's cunt,"moaned Louis Comfort Tiffany."I want your cock covered in her juice when you fuck me. It 'll be so hot. You 'll shove Mommy 's cream deep into my cunt."

"She 's such a loose woman,"my wife moaned.

I nodded my head in fill in agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, naked save for my black wearing apparel socks, and shoved my cock into my wife 's twat. She was hot and tight, but not as mingy as our daughter. My wife squeezed her twat down as I fucked her, my center locked on our daughter squirming on my wife 's mouth.

"That 's it, dad,"gasped Tiffany. Her hands found her chest."piece of ass mom. She 's so distasteful. I came so hard the first time she licked my slit. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

My daughter giggled."That 's so nasty, papa. You have to cum on my face, too. Okay."

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

Betty bucked her rose hip back into my thrusts as she devoured our daughter 's twat. She licked and nuzzled. Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned and gasped, humping and squirming. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gasped and squealed.

"shuffle our daughter cum,"I moaned as I fucked my married woman."I want to learn 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 fucking my girl while she slept, but now I could enjoy her without any lingering guiltiness. My girl loved what I did to her. I made her happy.

I loved her and she loved me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes. Mommy 's clapper feels amazing. She knows just where to lick. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

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

Betty moaned. Her slit clenched on my cock. For a mo, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my dentition. I still had my daughter to fuck. Two horny pussies that needed my attention. I took a deep breath then drew back.

And slammed in.

My balls smacked my wife 's clitoris. She groaned, her snatch growing hotter and hotter. Her hands gripped Louis Comfort Tiffany 's waist. My wife bucked. Her cunt spasmed on my peter. She moaned her orgasm as she tongued our daughter.

"You made mum cum !"gasped Tiffany."Oh, pop, that 's so hot. I ... I ... Yes, mummy !"

Louis Comfort Tiffany came. Her face turned red as her back heaved and her puss priming coat against her mother 's lips. Tiffany 's header tossed back and Forth, her brassy-brown fuzz flying about her brass as she screamed so loud, letting out her pleasure.

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

"right,"my married woman groaned, her voice dazed."nooky her, Phil. screwing our pregnant daughter."

My dick spasmed. I had bred my little girl.

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

I thrust into my little lady friend 's depths.

It was hot and amazing. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My grueling clump slapped into her clit. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her arms wrapped about my body, pulling me down to her. She stared into my eye as I drew back my hips. It was so hot to look into her diffused, brown deepness as I made love to my little girl.

Her hips moved, matching my jabbing while her tight pussy caressed my dick. Wonderful rubbing spilled through me. I groaned, loving every second gear of Eden. My daughter 's kitty was heaven. My dick 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. ass me, Daddy. Pound my pussy. 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 smiling crossed her face.

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

I groaned when I felt her natural language slug at my cock where it slammed into our girl 's cunt. It was so wonderfully wrong. I grunted, fucking my daughter harder and faster. I loved it. This was the near. My daughter gasped and shuddered beneath me.

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

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

"Uh-huh,"moaned my wife between licks."Such a slut. Mmm, it 's so hot to lick where your incestuous flesh sports meeting. This is turning me on so strong. Ooh, keep fucking our girl."

"And cum all over my font, pop,"gasped my daughter, her fingers digging into my back.

"Yes,"I growled.

I kissed her. Louis Comfort Tiffany 's punishing nipple rubbed into my chest as we rocked together. Her kitty grew loaded and tighter. She moaned into her kiss, growing closer and closer to cumming while my wife teased us both.

Her tongue guess into my mouth. Her torso shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs stringent about my waist as she bucked harder and harder into my thrusts. Our flesh slapped together. The joy sliding about my cock increased.

blissfulness rushed through me.

"darn,"I panted, breaking the osculation."You 're so hot. So tight. Are you going to cum ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a naughty daughter ?"

"The naughtiest. I love cumming on my papa 's big cock. Ooh, yes. keep back driving it into me, Daddy. hold open fucking me. Make me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my daughter 's depths. Her eyes widened. Her back arched. Her tit scratch hard into my pectus. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her snatch spasmed hard about my rooster, rippling up and down the entire length. It was so hot, so delectable. Juices squirted out of her, splashing my wife in the face.

"So good, Daddy !"she gasped.

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

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

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

"What ?"she gasped, her sleeve and second joint hugging me mean while her pussy spasmed about my dick.

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my facial expression !"

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

She did. I ripped my cock out of her kitty-cat as the first squirt shot out. I groaned, the pleasure crashing through my body. My cum splattered across her belly and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my dick as the s pulse tried to burst. I pointed my cock at her expectant face.

She had such a vast grin.

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

It was raunchy. White lines painted her face. I grunted with each clap. Ecstasy crashed through my consistence. I came so a lot. I unloaded on her side. It dribbled down her face and forehead. She licked her brim, gathering the salty load.

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

"I think house night will be a helluva a lot different."

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

The End