Sleeping Daughter
Chapter triplet : Nanny Cam revealing
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"She is n't even wearing scanty tonight, the short slut,"my wife chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece to make it more comfortable and hold back pinching."Ooh, this is almost as near as being there. She 's ripe and set for you. She 's taken her medicine and she 's passed out."

My hawkshaw ached. Even after a month of fucking my eighteen-year-old daughter while she slept, I was still tidal bore to feel her hot, tight flesh wrapped about my cock. It was so ill-timed. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my wife 's wicked approximation to molest our sleeping daughter. After Tiffany was diagnosed with Sleeping lulu Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to pack a powerful medicament that kept her knocked out for the entire Night. Nothing disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no melodic theme her mother and I licked her pussy, sucked on her nipples, and fucked her ass. She slept through it all. She had no idea. The following morning she bounced with vim, bubbling about the aphrodisiacal dreams she had again. Our daughter did n't sleep together what we were doing to her, but her consistency did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my married woman was out of town visiting her upchuck sister. So she made for certain the old nanny cam we bought years ago was frame-up and working again. She had positioned the teddy bear so it had a consummate eyeshot of our daughter 's bed.

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

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

I reached my daughter 's sleeping accommodation. She left the door open, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with youthful passionateness. I had heard her susurration with her mother, talking about her electrocution desires for an aged 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 fourth dimension Betty had n't accompanied me in. It was all her idea. She should be here, but she had to steady down 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 kitty-cat from the door ? The photographic camera 's not in the right wing berth for me to tell."

I nodded my head, forgetting my wife could n't see me through the nanny cam yet. My heart were glued on my daughter. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her slick spine before they transitioned into her smooth thighs. She fell asleep with them spread wide of the mark, 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 married woman moaned."Get in there and give her what she wants."

I nodded. I floated forward. My putz ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, sylphlike. Brassy-brown hair spilled about her back and boldness. I brushed a few strands off her shoulder and bent down to kiss her.

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

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

"And breed you,"panted my wife."Tell her you 're going to breed her, honey. cover a grandchild into our daughter. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your child. It will be so fucking hot."
"papa '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 shaft almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany conceive when her flowing belly swelled with her child ? Who would she imagine fucked her ? She was a virgin and proud of it. She had no approximation her mother and I molested her in her nap. I should stimulate stopped before taking her cherry.

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

I reached out and stroked my finger down her spine. My daughter moaned and sighed in her sleep, shifting slightly. Her little butt wiggled. My finger's breadth reached the freighter of her twirl 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 hornlike. Just fuck her."

"When I 'm ready."

My wife moaned. I heard the wet squelch of finger working in and out of hot cunt."piece of ass her ! Breed her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the little slut. I bet her pussy is already soaking wet. feeling her. touch her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my manus down between my daughter 's thigh. It grew tender and warmer the deeper I reached. My daughter shuddered when I brushed her pussy surrounded by her lenient Robert Curl. I stroked up and down her figure. Her toes curled and her coffin nail clenched. Her succus coated my fingers.

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

"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 Joseph Deems Taylor, molest your daughter right this split second !"

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

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

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

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

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

My finger dug into her ass, kneading her butt-cheeks as my tongue probed and wiggled into her sphincter. I entered her bowels, loving the raspy texture. My cock throbbed, aching at the memory of taking her anal-cherry a calendar month back. Every few dark 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 revolting Father. You 're molesting our sleeping girl. She trusts you. Oh, yes, yes, yes."

My wife 's tacky moan made it pretty obvious she just came. She gasped and heaved in the background, her bed creaking. My dick ached, glad I was pleasing both my charwoman. I kept tonguing Louis Comfort Tiffany 's ass while my rightfulness 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 human body clamped down on my fingers. Her hip wiggled as I pumped my finger's breadth in and out of her depths. My dick ached and throbbed, wishing to swap 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 tongue as deep in as I could while fucking my finger faster and faster in and out of her puss. My thumb pushed through her flock and found her clit.

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

I rubbed harder at her clit. I loved how the small beadwork felt at a lower place 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 dreams must be so grand and vivid.

"Oh, papa, yes."

"The slut loves it,"my wife moaned.

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

"She wants something bigger in there."

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

"Good !"

"Have a decent cum ?"

"The expert, honey. Ooh, it is so hot watching you on the nanny 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 fingering her cuckoo. throw our daughter cum before you ram that big, thick dick into her tight cunny."

I rubbed harder on my girl 's button. Her pussycat clenched and relaxed on my fingers. Her hips cockle, pushing back into my driving force. Her groan echoed through the way. panting, heaving moans of pure delight.

I moved my lips down her taint to her pussy. I licked around my probing digit, gathering her sweet 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 taste ?"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 glossa over and over on the bud. She gasped and moaned. Her body bucked and squirmed. If it was n't for her potent medicine, I would swear she was awake.

"dad,"she moaned.

Her juices squirted out of her pussy.

The hot pick dripped on my face. I loved the flavour adorning my face. I breathed in her musk as her hole spasmed about my fingers. More and to a greater extent 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 jade flooded your backtalk. Ooh, tell me, Phil. Tell me, delight !"

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

"And now her snatch 's begging for pop 's big, thick dick to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her snatch and have it off her into the next 100, dearest. Do it. Give our slut the buffeting she wants and deserves."

"Yes,"I groaned and rose. My prick bobbed before me, thick and unvoiced, aimed right at my daughter 's slumbering body.

"Yes,"hissed my married woman into my ear."Oh, yes. Fuck the minuscule slut. Breed a grandchild into our daughter. Do it, honey."

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

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

I had to clear it a great show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, soaked bitch, bearing into her in a single thrust. Her flesh engulfed my cock. The spicy, gratifying silk caressed my dick. Pleasure raced down the tip my balls bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her pelvic girdle shifted again.

"dad,"she sighed, dreaming.

"That 's right field, child girl, Daddy 's pecker is buried to the hilt in your slutty cunt."

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

I grinned at the television camera and describe my cock out slowly from my daughter 's tight embrace. I groaned, my eyes rolling in my head word. It was such a cherubic, agonizing bliss. My daughter was so cockeyed and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her depths. My orchis smacked into her clit. The bed rocked and my daughter sighed. I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. It was heaven. I gripped her articulatio coxae, pumping my hips, loving the riffle of her butt-cheeks and the moonlight playing on her supple back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, thick-skulled stopcock into our girl 's cunt. 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 snatch echoed in my ear. She must have her telephone on speaker system. I caught near of her gasps and groan as she writhed, watching me have intercourse our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my hand up and down Tiffany 's back, brushing the side of her bosom. They were minor mounds. She was her mother in miniature save for their curves. Betty had them in spades. Big, bountiful knocker. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my girl 's slender frame and small-scale breasts were just as hot.

I gripped them. Her nipples rubbed into my palm tree as I pounded my girl. The smacking echoed through the bedroom. My girl 's pussy clenched and relaxed on my gumshoe. Her hip joint wiggled, an unconscious response. She could n't help making them.

"That 's it, baby fille,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let Daddy feel how a good deal you love his big, thick-skulled peter. Oh, yes. You love my big dick. Do n't you ?"

"Daddy,"she panted.

"Yes, you do. Oh, yes."

My bollock ached and boiled. They had to explode. I groaned and grunted, burying into the depth of my daughter 's cunt. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. gust after blast of my fertile seed spilling into her unaffected depths. Tiffany 's cunt spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

"That 's it, baby female child,"I grunted."milk all of Daddy 's cum from his dick. You want to be bred."

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

We were all cumming together as a family, even if my wife could n't be here. I grunted, driving my hawkshaw into my girl 's spasming deepness. I stared right at the nanny cam, loving the tingle 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 girl 's pussy. You know how a lot I love cleaning her up."

"I do,"I grinned. I groaned as I pulled out of my girl. I bent over, brushed aside her hair from her face, and kissed her. I loved the spook of a smiling on her lips."Sweet ambition, pumpkin."

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

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I was n't scared of my daughter waking up any longer. When we first did this, I was terrified Tiffany would envision 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 schooltime, I gave her a big grin.

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

"Trying."

She threw her blazon around my neck and gave me a quick buss on my impudence. She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curve ball. My dick ached in my slacks. Then, after a few Sir Thomas More combustion heartbeats, she broke away and flounced to her seat at the kitchen nook.

"It does n't weigh if you do burn up them,"she declared."Not after the wonderful dreaming I had last night."

"More wet single ?"I asked. I also was far more well-off talking sex in front of my daughter.

"Maybe."A grinning played on her lips. Memories of sliding my cock in and out of her lip flashed through my mind.

I looked away. If I did n't, I would never stop staring at her. And then I would ruin breakfast. As it was, the bacon was a short too crispy. I dished up the food for thought, set it on plate, and joined my girl. She was ravenous.

So was I.

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

"Same clock time as usual,"I answered. Then I fixed her a shady 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 plate ?"I asked, unable to hide my grinning. I knew she had a huge crunch on me, and it was wonderful to see it on her face.

"I have something to show you."

"Oh ? Bad report identity card ?"

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

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

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

I gave her a unknown look. Why was she acting so coy ?"okey, dearest. 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 question as the doorway crashed shut behind her. In some ways she was still my minuscule girl, in early ways she had grown into a gorgeous creature. I closed my eyes, remembering the tactile property of her pussy as I came in her shoemaker's last night.

If I had a few to a greater extent minutes, I would birth jerked off right there at the breakfast table. Instead, I ventured forth into the terrible daybreak dealings. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my chocolate and listening to morning talking radio.

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

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Work was feverish. Stressful. We were behind in the new project. Not by a great deal, but enough that middle management was cracking the whip. They kept going around talking about,"Being role of the team,"and"doing your part"and"making sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

But the bullshit made us work harder. No pointless breaks to talk around the urine cooler. No time of day spent browsing Facebook while pretending to crop on reports. No playing solitaire in the afternoon because I was too tired to do your job.

And no thinking about the daughter I loved to molest. Her crocked pussy. Her small white meat. Her dusky-pink pap. And how she smelled. Fresh. confection. Innocent.

Okay, I thought about her a little bit. She was in my stemma. I loved my wife, but we were both drunkard on our daughter.

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

Assholes.

I clocked out at the fixture time. While we were behind on the docket, the caller was too cheap to produce us turn overtime. I probably would work on it at nursing home on my computer just to point I was a team player.

I had a sinking feeling the political boss purposefully made schedules we could n't maintain up with to find elbow room to get us to work for free.

I faced the grind of dealings going domicile, which was lighter for some ground and I was plate fifteen second earlier. Since I had forgotten the telecasting, I was shocked when my girl bounded up to me the moment I walked through the door. She wore a different outfit, something girlish and fluffy : pink, pleated skirt ; tight halter top, a brighter shade of pink than her skirt, the fabric clinging to her low titty ; knee-high, pink wind sock. I was sensing a theme with her outfit.

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

"telecasting ?"I asked then our conversation this morning came back to me."Right, right. Will this take retentive ? I have some matter to turn on before dinner."

"Daddy, this is very important."

I did n't resist as she led me to the living room. Partly because I loved the way her skirt swayed about her silky thigh and clung to her gorgeous ass. She pushed me down onto the recliner and then grabbed her iPad. We had one of those sassy TV 's that pad of paper and estimator could synchronize to.

"Did you know someone set up the old nanny cam in my bedchamber ?"

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

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

I did n't know what to say.

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

She hit caper. Her naked body appeared on screenland, the curvature of her ass, her sleek back, her brassy hair falling over her face. My girl stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on screen then back to me.

"wellspring, I can see why mortal perverted would want to spy on me while I was sleeping all vulnerable and lost, unable to do anything because of my medication."Tiffany took her nous."person just disgusting."

"Honey ..."I croaked.

"stillness, Daddy, let 's continue observance and see who this despicable person is."

I squirmed on the chairperson. My face burned. I was in so much bother. Soon the cops would have intercourse and I would go to prison house forever. My daughter would hate me. I was such a piece of shit.

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

"I look so innocent and vulnerable,"continued Tiffany."Just lying there, helpless. Anyone could walk in and do something to me."Her heart flashed to me."rightfulness, pappa ?"

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

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

My dark darkened the room. Her doorway was unresolved and I blocked the light flooding in from the hallway. I remembered standing there last night, stroking my tool, ogling my girl. I walked onto the screen. There was no sound. She did n't try me talking to my wife.

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

"Just disgusting,"my daughter said."rightfulness, Daddy ?"

"Disgusting."

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

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

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

"You 're good-for-naught for eating out my ass, pappa ?"She walked to me, her bird swirling about her thighs."Huh ? Are you sorry for fingering me ?"

She tapped the screen, skipping the video ahead to me ramming my finger in and out of her pussy while licking at her clit. My cheeks burned. I was in so much trouble. So why was my prick so knockout rightfulness now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

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

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

"Answer me, pappa. Did you want to multiply 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 sorry ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her workforce slid up her waist and cupped her breast through the flimsy fabric of her halter top. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the cloth."Did n't you like fucking my pussy ? Did n't you enjoy my hot, sozzled snatch ?"

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

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

"Both."I wanted to calculate away, but her finger's breadth pinching her nipples through her top was so enticing.

"You are such a bad Daddy."Her smile grew on her brim."Such a mischievous Daddy. You should n't be dark. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her hands from her knocker. She shoved them right into her skirt 's pocket and pulled out a long, thin, white object, made of plastic. A pregnancy test. She held it upright piano, the pink line visible.

"Congratulations, Daddy. You bred me !"

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

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

"You were wake ?"I groaned.

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

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

"It was so toilsome not to give it away, dada,"Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my crotch."Luckily, Mommy shoved my face into her twat almost of the clock time so you could n't assure I was awake. But last nighttime was so severe 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 heart attack when you played the nanny-goat cam footage."Then I looked at my wife and the sinful grin on her nerve."And you ... you were n't even out of town."

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

"We were so gamey,"laughed Tiffany."But it was so hot, was n't it, papa. You loved molesting me."

"I did."

"Good."And then she kissed me.

It was glorious. Her tongue danced through my sassing. Her sassing were small but vigorous. She ground backbreaking on me. My tool ached beneath her as the stock rushed through my head. She tasted of bubblegum. My hands, hesitant at start, seized her coxa. 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 bird, pulling her harder on my cock. She moaned into my mouth. Her passion bled through my drop-off. Followed by her wet. She did n't break panty and she dripped.

I turned my daughter on.

Tiffany broke the kiss, her face flushed. She panted."Oh, Daddy, that was amazing. Ooh, I waited for calendar month 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 breasts. Tiffany broke our candy kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her promontory. Mother and daughter kissed over Tiffany 's shoulder.

"Fuck,"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 daughter off of me. They kissed again, vigorously. I groaned, their faces so confining in appearance. My wife ripped off our daughter 's top, breaking the osculation for only the second it required, then latched onto Tiffany 's backtalk again. Their bosom pressed together, Betty 's pillowing into Tiffany 's firmer mounds.

They sank to the floor. I ripped off my tie and fumbled at the button of my shirt as I watched Tiffany writhe beneath Betty. They kept kissing and humping. Tiffany 's skirt slipped up, exposing her raw hip. Her pussy soil against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our daughter 's organic structure. My wife 's ponderous 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 girl 's pussy.

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

My wife did n't serve with give-and-take, but with a purring moan as she devoured our daughter 's cock. I threw off my shirt and started on my pants. I kicked off my dress shoes before standing. I shoved down my slacks and boxers, my dick popping out.

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

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

I nodded my nous in complete agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, au naturel save for my melanise attire windsock, and shoved my cock into my wife 's pussy. She was hot and tight, but not as soaked as our daughter. My wife squeezed her pussy down as I fucked her, my center locked on our daughter squirming on my married woman 's mouth.

"That 's it, pa,"gasped Tiffany. Her hands found her breasts."Fuck Mommy. She 's so repellent. I came so hard the number 1 sentence she licked my pussycat. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

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

"Sure, pumpkin,"I groaned, my gumshoe ache in my wife 's pussy.

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

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

"Yes, dear."

I loved it. I groaned, savoring our new animation as an incestuous family. It was hot do it my daughter while she slept, but now I could enjoy 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 look amazing. She knows just where to lick. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

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

Betty moaned. Her pussy clenched on my turncock. For a consequence, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my teeth. I still had my girl to fuck. Two horny pussy that needed my attention. I took a bass breath then drew back.

And slammed in.

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

"You made momma cum !"gasped Louis Comfort Tiffany."Oh, Daddy, that 's so hot. I ... I ... Yes, mamma !"

Tiffany came. Her grimace turned red as her back heaved and her pussy reason against her mother 's lips. Louis Comfort Tiffany 's head tossed back and Forth, her brassy-brown haircloth flying about her brass as she screamed so tatty, letting out her pleasure.

I pulled out of my married woman 's twat as Tiffany heaved through her climax. Her oculus opened, found my peter, and smiled."Mommy, it 's my turn to get fucked. Please, please, stop licking."

"right,"my married woman groaned, her voice dazed."piece of tail her, Phil. Fuck our pregnant daughter."

My dick spasmed. I had bred my trivial girl.

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

I thrust into my petty girl 's depths.

It was hot and get. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My intemperate balls slapped into her clit. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her weapon system wrapped about my body, pulling me down to her. She stared into my eyes as I drew back my pelvic arch. It was so hot to front into her soft, John Brown depths as I made lovemaking to my little girl.

Her hips moved, matching my thrusts while her tight kitty-cat caressed my gumshoe. Wonderful rubbing spilled through me. I groaned, loving every endorsement of Eden. My girl 's snatch was heaven. My pecker 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. Fuck me, dada. Pound my kitty-cat. I know it 's faulty, but you 're such a bad dad. You do n't worry. 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 little girl,"purred my wife from behind us.

I groaned when I felt her lingua salt lick at my hammer where it slammed into our daughter 's pussy. It was so wonderfully ill-timed. I grunted, fucking my girl harder and faster. I loved it. This was the adept. My daughter gasped and shuddered beneath me.

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

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

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

"And cum all over my look, dad,"gasped my girl, her finger digging into my back.

"Yes,"I growled.

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

Her lingua shot into my mouth. Her body shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs tight about my shank as she bucked harder and harder into my thrusts. Our chassis slapped together. The delight sliding about my rooster increased.

Bliss rushed through me.

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

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a naughty female child ?"

"The spicy. I love cumming on my daddy 's big cock. Ooh, yes. restrain driving it into me, Daddy. Keep fucking me. puddle me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my daughter 's depths. Her eyes widened. Her back arciform. Her mamilla rubbed hard into my pectus. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her pussy spasmed hard about my rooster, rippling up and down the stallion length. It was so hot, so pleasant-tasting. juice squirted out of her, splashing my wife in the face.

"So safe, pop !"she gasped.

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

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

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

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

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my human face !"

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

She did. I ripped my dick out of her pussy as the first squirt snapshot out. I groaned, the pleasure crashing through my eubstance. My cum splattered across her belly and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my dick as the second pulse tried to erupt. I pointed my pecker at her enceinte face.

She had such a huge grin.

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

It was obscene. White lines painted her boldness. I grunted with each blast. Ecstasy crashed through my body. I came so much. I unloaded on her face. It dribbled down her nerve and forehead. She licked her mouth, 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 dick as my married woman and girl loved each early. I grinned.

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

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

The End