poise nighttime air drifted through the unfastened window, pleasantly chilling her warm, moistness, freshly showered skin.
She stepped into the bedchamber, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the lavatory wall to the surface windowpane.
She stood before the windowpane closing her oculus and breathing deeply of the clean air. The silence of the night was broken only by the chirping of the crickets in the surrounding fields and the occasional call of a Night skirt in the forest.
It 's so passive and quiet, Kristen thought. So much well than the city. I made the right call. Even Chelsea is starting to like it here.
A easy grinning acting at the corners of her backtalk as she replayed the result of the last six months.
Her generally calm, reverential, well-informed daughter had erupted at the decisiveness to travel out of the city.
Chelsea had thrown every bromide in the book at her mother. When they failed, she pleaded for enough time to calibrate side by side year. Finally resorting to the `` I will be eighteen by then and you ca n't make me '' tactic.
Eventually, the fit subsided. Chelsea finished her Jnr year of high school and celebrated her 18th birthday in the new sign of the zodiac a week later.
In the month since, Chelsea had gotten a part clock time job, made a twosome friends and settled in.
It 's going to be sanction, Kristen assured herself, turning from the windowpane.
She unwrapped the towel, dropping it on the floor with her sweat dampened workout apparel. She lifted her eyes, trying to find her pajamas, and caught her reflection in the wax length mirror directly across the room.
Her blue angel middle moved from her honey blonde curls to her small, pedicured metrical unit as she approached the oldtimer mirror.
Not bad, she thought as she looked at her reflection. No grey hair. No furrow. Not bad for thirty seven.
I still have middling dainty tits too, Kristen said to herself as she reached up and began fondling her c cup boob. They may not be as high as they used to be but, they still feel good.
My mammilla are still as bore as always, she thought, feeling them harden against her palm. She moved her hired man and looked at her long, dusky pink nipples. She traced a finger around her ring of color and over the hard, sensitive tips of her nipples.
They are n't all that 's eager, Kristen thought as a warmth ranch between her ramification.
Feeling a niggling naughty, and more awaken for feeling that way, Kristen began to slip her right hand down her abdomen and over the politic, fuzz free hide above her wet pussy.
She pulled her handwriting away from her pussy and let go of her tit as an idea formed in her nous.
Where did I put it, she asked herself as her heart darted around the room.
Not the closet, she said, dismissing the huge, mostly denudate space with a glance at the slightly open threshold. I think in there, she decided.
notion naughty and excited, Kristen hurried past the water closet to the tall, white toilet table. She opened the second drawer down and began digging through the stacks of seldom worn clothes.
There it is, she thought triumphantly as she pulled the light blue, silk nighty from the tush of the pile.
She closed the draftsman and, turning toward the bed, slipped the nighty over her head.
The silk felt cool and smoothen as the garment fell into office against her bare skin.
Kristen felt even naughtier, sexy and more aroused as she looked down at herself.
The low cut, light blue textile looked unspoiled against the smooth, creamy skin of her chest. Her long, severe nipples stood out in stark easing against the thin, visible light silk. Below her breasts, the garment curved with her eubstance, accentuating her hourglass figure and round tail end before ending just high up enough on her second joint to not show her ass cheeks.
I have to see, she thought, intending to go to the mirror.
A big, potent man 's hand clamped down on her mouth from behind, grinding her lips against her tooth and yanking her backward against him.
Kristen wanted to fight, wanted to call, wanted to resist in any way but, her panic frozen physical structure refused to obey her screech and jumbled head.
`` You just be nice and calm, '' said a deeply, gravelly voice in her ear. `` You do what I say, you and the cutie down the hall are going to come out alert. You do n't, '' the representative trailed off and a silenced pistol slid into her vision.
Chelsea, her intellect screamed.
`` Understand me, '' the voice growled as the barrel of the gun pressed hard against her head.
Chelsea, oh God Chelsea, her mind cried out as snag fell from her center. She nodded her head as vigorously as his handwriting would allow.
`` Good, that 's trade good, '' he said, returning to a easygoing musical note. `` I am going to let go of you. When I do, you just sit down on the bed real nice, got it ? ``
Kristen nodded again and felt him let her go cautiously.
She stepped forward, turned and sat on the bed feeling exposed in the lean nighty. She looked up at the strange man through tear streaked eyes.
His face was covered in, what looked to her the likes of, a dark goalie mask with some kind of interlock covering his center. He was grandiloquent and powerfully built, dwarfing her 5'2 ''.
`` Now, you might get the estimation to make a run for it. Before you do, believe about the little cutie. There is a very minor chance that I could omit you with a heater if you were running but, being tied up like she is, I surely wo n't drop her. Get me ? ``
`` Yes, '' Kristen muttered.
`` Good, glad we understand each other. Now, I am going to ask some questions. You answer honestly. What is your name ? ``
`` Kristen. ``
`` Kristen, nice, Hellenic. You may call me, Leo. What is the cutie 's name ? ``
`` Chelsea, '' Kristen said through a sob.
`` Chelsea your daughter ? ``
`` Yes, are you going to hurt us, '' Kristen burst out sobbing.
`` I am asking the questions, '' Leo growled. `` How old are you and Chelsea ? ``
`` I am thirty seven, she is only fifteen, please do n't, ''
Edward Douglas White Jr. light erupted in Kristen 's psyche as his left fist snapshot forward, connecting with her temple.
`` I told you not to lie Kristen, '' he said, pointing the gun menacingly. `` I know she just turned eighteen. I know where you both work. I know where you both hang out. I know an awful lot. Now, apologise for lying. ``
`` I 'm bad I lied, '' Kristen mumbled to her lap, her veneration for herself and, more importantly, Chelsea growing deeper.
`` commodity. Now, who is the aphrodisiacal little nighty for ? ``
`` It 's, it 's for ... me, '' she stammered, resisting the urge to try for a law officer fellow lie.
`` Yeah ? Does it make you feel sexy, '' Leo teased.
Kristen nodded her head, embarrassed.
`` It makes you depend aphrodisiacal, '' he said. `` stand up for me. ``
`` Please, '' she pleaded, looking up at the black spots where his optic should be. `` I have a little money and some jewelry. It 's yours if you want but please, leave me and Chelsea alone ? ``
`` I said stand up, '' he growled, pointing the gun at her face.
Kristen stood up slowly, feeling the silk of her nighty rising and clinging to her body as she did.
`` Money and jewelry, '' he said, chuckling disdainfully.
Kristen dropped her arms to her sides and stood in front of him. She could experience his hidden eyes crawling over her body.
`` Yes, very pretty, '' he said. `` Spin for me. ``
Kristen turned as quickly as she felt safe turning, not wanting him out of sight.
`` Much better than money and, jewelry ca n't do this, '' he said, gesturing at the front end of his pants.
Kristen looked down at the excrescence pushing against his jeans, it 's presence confirming her awe.
`` Oh God please no, '' she said in a mumbled, begging rush.
`` How could I not, '' Leo taunted. `` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror. ``
Kristen glanced up at the masked face in jolt before dropping her gaze, embarrassed.
`` Yeah, I watched it all, '' he bragged. `` See, I waited until you left for your run and let myself in the back door. By the way, the fake polo-neck statue is n't very clever. Anyway, I came upstairs, tied up Chelsea and waited in that big, dark wardrobe. Never thought I would get such a show but, I am not complaining. ``
Kristen stared at her feet, snag of guilt trip and disgrace rolling down her cheeks. If I had n't left that damn key. If I had stopped to blab to my daughter.
`` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror, '' he commanded, taking a few gradation backward in purchase order to pull the annex back chair away from the wall. `` Over the nighty will be mulct for now. No need to speed things, '' he added, sitting down in the crimson colored chair.
Kristen lowered her gaze to the floor, raised her trembling hands and cupped her titty. Her nipple stabbed into her palms, harder from fear than she ever remembered from stimulation but, utterly benumbed to her touch.
`` When was the last clip you had sex Kristen, '' he asked, leaning back in the chair.
`` Four years and three months, '' she promptly replied.
`` A sultry, aphrodisiacal affair like you, '' Leo said in shock. `` In that prison term I bet you could birth found a grand men who would sleep with to fuck you ! Men of all ages ! Your age, older. Hell, I bet you could fuck a hundred guy rope your daughter 's age if you wanted to be a cougar ! So, why so long without dick ? ``
`` That was when my husband died, '' she replied, fighting back tears.
`` Well, I 'm sorry to hear that, '' he said in mock sympathy. `` gradation closer, '' he added, gesturing with the pistol.
Kristen stepped closemouthed, doing her honest, despite her concern and superfluity, to act sexy and sensual.
`` What was his public figure, '' Leo asked.
`` David, '' she whispered as refreshed, hot teardrop spilled from her eyes.
`` Let 's get a handwriting a small downhearted, '' he instructed.
She swallowed severely and forced her right hand downward, feeling his gaze on the place where her extremely hard nipple pushed against the thin silk.
`` Was he a big guy like me or a small guy, '' Leo asked, switching the gun to his left hand.
`` Big. Almost as big as you, '' she replied, wishing he would n't ask anything else about the subject.
`` So, you like big guys, '' he said enthusiastically. `` That 's in force for me, '' he chuckled.
Kristen 's hand stopped trailing down the silk at the top of her slit.
`` Rub yourself through the nighty, '' he ordered, placing his right paw on the huge bulge in his jeans.
Kristen 's middle digit wrapped itself in silk as she pushed it between the brim of her bald slit. She caressed her clitoris seductively despite how dry her scratch was.
`` display me those titties, '' he said thickly. `` Stop rubbing them and force your nighty down so I can see. ``
Kristen pulled the top of her nighty down, exposing her tit as she continued to rub at her dry, unaroused cunt.
`` You have magnificent tits, '' he said, sounding sincere. `` But, those pap ! I have seen a lot of tit and the nipples on them but, I have only seen one set as foresightful, suckable, abusable and aphrodisiac as yours, '' he stated, rubbing the bulge of his dick a niggling faster.
Kristen flushed, embarrassed by her photo and self conscious of her unusually yearn nipple.
`` Lift up your nighty and show me your cunt, '' he ordered.
Her flush deepening, Kristen slowly lifted the hem of her nighty. The silk slid up, exposing her smooth, bald cunt little by piffling, eventually exposing it completely.
`` Open your ramification, '' Leo instructed. `` I said show me your twat and I meant all of it. ``
Kristen complied, spreading her thighs apart, exposing her most secret soundbox part to the masked stranger.
`` Damn, '' he said appreciatively. `` That 's a very pretty twat. Four years must regrow virginity, '' he said, laughing.
Kristen looked down, taking notation of how a good deal harder he rubbed his cock.
`` If your bitch is that pretty, I ca n't wait to get a look at Chelsea 's, '' he exclaimed.
`` No, please, '' Kristen begged. `` You can do anything you want to me and I will do anything you say but, please, allow my daughter alone. ``
`` I will do anything I want to you, and your little girlfriend, and the two of you will do anything I say or, I will do things that make you care you had, '' he said in menacing sincerity.
Not my little girl, Kristen pleaded silently. Not my shy, honeyed girlfriend.
`` Now, here is what comes future, '' Leo said, grabbing her attention. `` You are going to go in the bathroom and pretty yourself up. Do your hair and makeup nice and sexy.
`` You will be in there for twenty minute of arc. When I say come out, you better come out fast and sexy. If you try to come out early or number out not finished or too boring, I will hurt your daughter. Do you understand Kristen ? ``
`` Yes, '' she replied, concern for her girl choking her words.
`` Good, twenty minutes starts now, '' he said.
Kristen walked quickly into the bathroom, shutting the threshold behind her. She turned, leaning an arm against the doorway, she buried her font in the bend of her elbow and sobbed silently.
Something thumped against the door, rattling the handle.
The chair from my dresser, she guessed. I 'm most in all likelihood locked in, she thought. Unwilling to prove the theory and endangerment Chelsea, Kristen began doing as he had instructed. She began gathering her war paint as the stereo in her chamber came to lifespan. nation music performing, Kristen focused on her project.
`` Kristen, change by reversal off the sparkle and come out now, '' he commanded through the door upon which she leaned.
Kristen moved as quickly as she could, flipping the lightsome electrical switch and pushing the door open.
Her middle, accustomed to the brightness of the bathroom, where momentarily blind in the dimness of her candle lit bedroom.
`` Chelsea, '' she cried as her middle adjusted enough to see her bound and gagged girl.
The petite girl tried to cry out to her mother, the words becoming a nonmeaningful squeal against the huge ball gag that stretched her jaw uncomfortably.
`` Oh my God Chelsea, '' Kristen said, sobbing as she dropped to her knee in front line of her chairperson bound girl.
`` You did beneficial in the bathroom, '' he said to Kristen. `` You look very sexy. Now, I will admit the gag out of Chelsea 's lip. You have ten minutes to do the same to her. Go, '' he said, unwrapping the gag.
Kristen wasted no time, consoling her frightened girl as she applied makeup and fixed the lady friend 's rumpled blonde curls.
`` Not bad, '' Leo said after ten minute of arc. `` Now, I want you to look over there, '' he said, gesturing to the bedchamber door.
Kristen looked, after a here and now, seeing the boards across the doorway. They where locked in.
`` Just wanted you to be aware, '' he said. `` Now, Kristen, attached to the footboard of your bed are handcuffs. I want you in them. ``
She hesitated only a moment, quickly recognizing the menace his script on Chelsea implied.
Kristen sat on the bed and cuffed herself tightly, twisting to do so.
`` good, '' Leo said. `` Now, I 'm going to unlace you Chelsea and, while I do, you are going to answer a few questions. Mommy, would you like to distinguish her the respite ? ``
`` Whatever he asks baby, tell him the truth. Please, '' Kristen stressed to her daughter.
`` Do you have a boyfriend Chelsea, '' he asked, kneeling to get releasing her ankles.
`` No, '' the girl replied softly.
`` No, '' he said in mock astonishment. `` Pretty girl like you ? Have you ever had a boyfriend ? ``
`` Yeah, one, '' she answered.
`` Just one ? So, have you ever had sex ? ``
`` No, '' the shy fille whispered.
`` What have you done sexually with male child ? ``
`` Tell him babe, '' Kristen said, sending her daughter 's hesitation.
`` Well, I kissed three unlike boys, '' Chelsea began slowly, trying to be as true as possible. `` I let two tinct my knocker, '' she admitted, blushing. `` And, I touched ones dick and let him match my cunny rim, '' she blurted. Her blush darkened as she shot embarrassed coup d'oeil at her mother.
`` Just your brim, '' Leo asked. `` He did n't put his finger in your twat ? ``
`` No, '' Chelsea replied, shaking her fountainhead.
`` Have you ever had anything in your gob, '' he asked.
`` Yes, '' she whispered, flexing and rubbing her now free hands.
Chelsea hesitated, shooting a glance at her mom.
`` Tell him, '' Kristen shouted, afraid of her getting hurt.
`` I put my mom 's toy in me sometimes, '' Chelsea muttered, her face turning scarlet.
`` Go get it, '' he instructed.
Chelsea rose stiffly and crossed the way to her mom 's night stand. She opened the drawer, pulled out the lowly, white vibrator and took it back to the big, dissemble stranger.
`` That 's it, '' he asked laughing. `` This is barely big enough to pop your cherry red ! You are going to feel peachy, '' he said, rubbing the massive bulge.
reverence crossed Chelsea 's cheek as his words sank in. tears built in her optic, spilling down her cheeks slowly.
`` deal me, '' Kristen cried. `` Leave her alone and take me ! ``
Leo grabbed a smattering of Chelsea 's hair and yanked the crying teens head back painfully.
`` What did I tell you before, '' he growled to Kristen. `` You can assist her do what I want or, I can hurt her and make her do it. Your pick mummy, '' he said, punctuating the threat by dragging the girl 's psyche back farther.
`` Okay, I 'll cooperate, '' Kristen agreed, unable to see her daughter in pain sensation.
`` trade good, '' he said, letting Chelsea go and coming to the bed. `` It 's easier if you cooperate. ``
Like magic, a key appeared in his mitt. He unlocked Kristen 's cuffs.
Suddenly, Kristen noticed he was n't holding the gun. It was holstered on his hip, not easy to get but, it was a bit of hope.
Mother and daughter embraced as Leo sat back down in the annexe back death chair.
`` Kristen, bring your daughter over here, '' he instructed after a moment.
Hand in hired hand, they stood before him.
`` Chelsea, I want to see you in your bra and panties, '' he said. `` Kristen, get her that way or I will. ``
`` It 's okeh baby, '' Kristen said to her pock, shy daughter. `` See ? I 'm pretty a lot naked already. ``
She pulled the fille 's t-shirt up and over her psyche, uncovering her petite speed torso and a thickly padded ping bra.
`` one-half way there, '' she said encouragingly as she helped her daughter pull down and, step out of, her white pajama boxershorts, exposing the girlfriend 's white thong.
Kristen smiled at her embarrassed daughter, trying to be brave for her.
`` Do you girls know how aphrodisiacal you are, '' Leo asked, letting his centre play over them from behind his mask.
mother and girl shook their principal in unwitting unison.
`` Well, I know, '' he said, rubbing his palm down the length of his straining stopcock.
`` Chelsea, come sit on my lap, '' he instructed the girl.
The girl obeyed reluctantly, sitting down with her firm, round, barely brood ass on the hardness of his tool.
`` That 's dainty, '' he said, lightly caressing her bare skin. `` Kristen, undress for me. ``
Kristen took a deep breath and began to slip out of her silk nighty, watching as the man who called himself Leo touched her little girl, slowly pushing his prick against her butt.
`` Is n't your mama sexy, '' he asked the girlfriend on his lap.
`` Yes, '' she replied reluctantly.
`` Now, it 's your turn to release some clothes, '' he said, unhooking her bra with one deal. `` Take it off and point me your sexy slight titty, '' he instructed.
Chelsea slipped her bra off and, at his pressure, turned sideways on his lap.
`` Oh my God, '' he said in awe. `` You have such nice minuscule bosom ! And bet, prospicient teat like your mommy. ``
Kristen looked at her topless daughter. Her round, a cup titty were perky and firm and, topped with unusually long nipples.
Chelsea returned her mother 's regard, for the initiatory time actually looking at her mom 's breasts.
`` Come here Kristen, '' Leo commanded, running his bridge player up Chelsea 's flyspeck body and covering her buoyant little tit with his big hand.
Kristen stepped snug, watching helplessly as the cloak man groped her daughter.
`` Touch each early 's tits, '' he said, taking one of Kristen 's in his free hand. He rubbed his shaft against Chelsea 's ass as he played with their tits.
It 's like playing with my boobies when I was thirteen, Kristen thought as she placed her hand on her daughter 's small, firm breast.
Chelsea put her manus on her momma 's tit and began to rub. She had always been jealous of bigger chested little girl and had secretly wondered what big boobs felt like.
`` Kristen, exhibit me your baby girl 's twat, '' Leo ordered, grabbing Chelsea 's early tit. He began gently rolling the girl 's long nipples between his fingers.
Kristen pulled her girl 's pantie off and coaxed her legs apart.
`` Very eff nice, '' Leo said. `` Kristen, look at your lilliputian little girl 's pussy. ``
Kristen looked between her daughter 's spreadhead legs, right at her bald, puffy pussy.
Leo caressed the female child 's puss lips, while her mother watched. Slowly, he slipped his fingerbreadth into her slit, letting Kristen see her daughter 's fat cunt wrap itself around his big, molest digit.
Chelsea tensed on his lap as he rubbed her dry slit.
`` Okay girls, to the bed, '' he ordered.
Once on the bed, Leo lay the girls on either side of him. His big, mightily hand grabbed and touched the blonde mother and daughter everywhere.
`` Kristen, take my cock out, '' he commanded.
Kristen moved down the bed and unzipped Leo 's jeans. She reached inside and pulled out his huge cock.
She starred at it for a minute, shocked not at the impressive size but, at the similarities between this stopcock and her recently husband's.
In sizing and chassis, they were identical. The simply remainder being that, David was n't fully circumcised like this man and, the birthmark she had loved to kiss was n't above the stranger 's balls.
`` Too big for you, '' Leo teased.
`` No, '' Kristen answered.
`` Was your swain cock that big, '' he asked Chelsea.
`` Not even close, '' she replied, starring at the impressive member.
`` Go down there with your mummy, '' he instructed the girl. `` Kristen, show your girl how to care a material cock. ``
`` reach me your hired man baby, '' Kristen said to her girl, taking the girl 's small hand and wrapping it around the shaft of his cock. `` Rub up and down like I am, '' she instructed.
`` Kristen, show her how to suck cock, '' he ordered, pulling the silenced side arm from it 's holster and aiming it at Chelsea 's principal. `` And hold back in creative thinker, you bite, I shoot. You squeeze my balls I shoot. You do anything but have me the best cock sucking of your lifespan, I shoot. Got it ? ``
`` Yes, '' she answered, angry and affright but, powerless.
`` Watch mommy, '' she said to her daughter as she opened her backtalk full and took his prick inside.
It had been twelvemonth since she had sucked a dick but, after her jaw loosened, she realized she had n't forgotten how.
Despite the ira and fear, Kristen focused on the task at hand. She sucked, licked and, gagged on the alien 's cock trying to get it over with.
Kristen was so focused, she did n't notice how intently her girl was watching. The girlfriend 's curiosity and secret sex parkway held far more exponent than her fearfulness of the gun.
`` Your slight little girl wants to try, '' Leo said, noticing Chelsea 's stare.
Kristen pulled her sassing off his turncock and looked at her girl.
`` O.K. baby, just put it in your mouth and suck. Do n't rub your teeth and do n't seize with teeth down, '' she instructed the girl.
This is so fucking wrong, Kristen thought, watching her daughter slowly wrap her oral fissure around a strange man 's massive dick.
She is a cancel, Kristen thought as her daughter began giving a smut style blowjob.
`` make her swallow my cum, '' Leo ordered Kristen as his cock pumped into Chelsea 's mouth.
`` Swallow baby, '' Kristen urged. `` Do n't spit it out, get down it like a good girl. ``
piece of ass me, Kristen thought. I just told my own girl to withdraw cum like a good girl.
You are also being raped, another voice said.
Kristen could n't argue that and pushed the intellection away as she watched her daughter get down her starting time taste of cum.
`` Your little daughter is a lifelike, '' Leo said, unknowingly echoing Kristen 's thoughts.
Maybe he will be done now, she hoped.
Leo holstered the pistol and gestured his dupe to him. Without warning, he reached between their legs, slipping his fingerbreadth between their pussycat lips.
`` Still a pair of dry slit, '' he remarked, continuing to rub them. `` It wo n't be very hanker before I 'm set to accept a teenager 's virginity. ``
Chelsea began to cry softly, understanding the threat in his news.
Leo pulled his hands back, smiling behind his mask. Either Kristen would get her girl wet or, he would storm his vast cock into her dry, virgin cunt. It was a win win position for him.
He is going to rape my girl and there is nothing I can do, Kristen told herself. I ca n't get the gun free fast enough, we could n't get out fast enough, he is going to lease my baby girl 's virginity by rape.
The only thing I can do for sure is make it less painful, she thought. Even if it is wrong.
`` Chelsea, lay down baby, '' Kristen instructed her daughter.
`` Why mommy, '' Chelsea asked, laying back slowly.
`` Just lay down, '' Kristen said firmly.
Chelsea lay back, her knees up and together, her perky little tits pointed at the ceiling, her blue eyes on her mother.
Kristen pushed her daughter 's legs apart and began moving between them.
`` No momma, '' Chelsea cried, trying to close her legs. `` You ca n't do that ! It 's incorrect ! ``
`` sister, this man is going to assault you, '' Kristen said bluntly.
`` I know mommy, '' Chelsea replied, trying to be brave.
`` If he does it while you are dry, it 's going to hurt a lot more. If I lick you, I can gain you wet. It wo n't suffer as much, '' Kristen explained.
`` I know all that, '' Chelsea said. `` It 's just, masses say it 's wrong and, ''
`` I do n't care about people, '' Kristen said, cutting her daughter off. `` I care about you so, relax, forget about what is right or untimely and try to revel it, '' she told her daughter. Like I am going to try and enjoy it, she added to herself.
Chelsea let her mom bed cover her legs and get between them.
Pretend it 's not your daughter, Kristen urged herself. Pretend that the pretty little pussy belongs to one of the female child Saint David used to wreak home. nether region, just focus on that plump, close, bald, perfect fiddling cunt.
Kristen felt her own pussycat get warm as she slipped her tongue between the plump lips of her daughter 's pussy. She took her time, easing the girl into it. Her warm, wet lingua worked it 's way into the teenager 's cunt little by little.
Kristen licked at the edge of her daughter 's jam then, licked up to her clit, lapping at the smooth lilliputian bud gently.
She looked up and directly into her little young woman 's eyes as her tongue dipped into the opening of her hole.
Warm, slippery, seraphic tasting liquidity covered Kristen 's knife as her daughter became horny while they looked at each other.
Kristen felt a growing wetness between her pegleg too as the combination of affair and mischievousness aroused her fiercely.
Kristen glanced sideways, her eyes going directly to Leo 's huge, hard cock.
`` Get your glossa out of your daughter 's cunt you tight whore, '' he growled. `` That hole is mine. ``
Kristen moved reluctantly and lay beside her panicky daughter.
`` Mommy, '' the young lady whispered.
`` What infant, '' Kristen asked.
`` If I liked that, am I bad, '' Chelsea asked nervously.
`` Not any more bad than me, '' Kristen replied smiling. `` I liked it too. ``
Leo positioned himself between Chelsea 's leg, lining his massive cock up to her small, virgin cunt.
Kristen wrapped her arms around her girl, holding her as he thrust the psyche of his cock into her.
Chelsea tensed a little but, because of her mommy 's natural language, it did n't smart to much.
Kristen watched the big cock stretch her girl 's little pussy, watched it wreak it 's way deeper and deeper into her.
Leo began to thrust in longer, harder strokes. He pulled his stopcock almost all the way out then, thrust it forward, slamming into the lady friend 's body hard enough to make her tiny titty jiggle.
Chelsea closed her eyes and let her body react. Let her pussy find the joy in the pounding assault. She began moaning softly, shocking her mother.
Now is the time, a articulation said in Kristen 's head as she watched both Chelsea and, more importantly, Leo loose themselves in the moment.
His gun is on the other side, she realized.
She thought fast and acted faster.
Kristen reached up quickly, grabbing Leo 's mask and ripping it off as he came in her girl 's pussy.
`` Oh my fucking God no, '' she blurted as she recognized the face behind the mask.
`` Daddy, '' Chelsea questioned in a outrage scream.
`` Hi girls, '' he said as his massive peter finished pumping cum into his daughter 's cunt.
`` You are, ''
`` Dead, '' he said, finishing Kristen 's cerebration. `` Well, legally, '' he said, slipping his cock out of his girl and crawling off of her.
`` Daddy, how ? Why, '' Chelsea finally managed.
`` I guess I can try to excuse, '' David said, putting his softening cock away. `` There is a lot you girls never knew about me. You never knew about my illegal activities or connections. You never knew what I really did for a living and, you never knew about my family incest tradition.
`` A little over four and a half years ago, some very bad people decided they wanted me, and my family, all in. At the Lapp time, I had a beautiful daughter, blossoming into a beautiful and sexy woman. I had tried to leave my family tradition behind but, it became arduous. So, with masses wanting me beat and my needing to go, I faked my death. ``
`` You faked your death to protect the daughter you just raped, '' Kristen screamed.
`` It 's all I have thought about for yr, '' he said quietly. `` Introducing you to my family 's out custom. This was the only if way I could clear it take place. ``
Kristen 's brain reeled with conflicting emotions. She wanted to scream, cry, kill David and hug him.
`` dada, '' Chelsea said softly. `` I 'm sword lily you came back, '' she said, throwing her arms around his cervix and pressing her defenseless organic structure against him.
The Chaos in Kristen 's mind stilled suddenly as she stopped fighting the truth. She was glad he was back too and, she could get used to Nox like this .