cool night air drifted through the open windowpane, pleasantly chilling her warm, damp, freshly showered skin.
She stepped into the bedroom, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the bathroom wall to the undetermined window.
She stood before the window completion her eyes and breathing deeply of the strip air. The secrecy of the night was broken only by the chirping of the crickets in the surrounding field of honor and the occasional telephone call of a night bird in the forest.
It 's so passive and quiet, Kristen thought. So much better than the metropolis. I made the right on Call. Even Chelsea is starting to like it here.
A cushy smile playing at the corners of her mouthpiece as she replayed the events of the last six calendar month.
Her generally calm, respectful, intelligent daughter had erupted at the conclusion to move out of the city.
Chelsea had thrown every commonplace in the book at her mother. When they failed, she pleaded for enough meter to graduate next year. Finally resorting to the `` I will be eighteen by then and you ca n't take me '' tactic.
Eventually, the fit subsided. Chelsea finished her junior class of high school and celebrated her eighteenth birthday in the new house a workweek later.
In the month since, Chelsea had gotten a role time job, made a couple Friend and settled in.
It 's going to be approve, 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 centre, trying to come up her pajamas, and caught her reflection in the full length mirror directly across the room.
Her amobarbital sodium optic moved from her beloved blonde curls to her small, pedicured feet as she approached the antique mirror.
Not bad, she thought as she looked at her expression. No hoar whisker. No wrinkles. Not bad for thirty seven.
I still have pretty gracious pap too, Kristen said to herself as she reached up and began fondling her c cup tit. They may not be as high as they used to be but, they still feel good.
My nipples are still as tidal bore as always, she thought, feeling them harden against her palm. She moved her workforce and looked at her long, dusky pink nipple. She traced a finger around her areola and over the intemperately, sensitive tips of her nipples.
They are n't all that 's eagre, Kristen thought as a warmth spread between her stage.
Feeling a niggling naughty, and More turned on for feeling that way, Kristen began to slide her flop hired hand down her belly and over the smoothen, whisker free skin above her wet pussy.
She pulled her hand away from her pussy and let go of her tit as an theme formed in her nous.
Where did I put it, she asked herself as her eyes darted around the room.
Not the loo, she said, dismissing the Brobdingnagian, mostly bare distance with a glimpse at the slightly open door. I think in there, she decided.
Feeling naughty and excited, Kristen hurried past the closet to the tall, white dressing table. She opened the instant drawer down and began digging through the stacks of seldom wear off clothes.
There it is, she thought triumphantly as she pulled the light blue, silk nighty from the posterior of the pile.
She closed the drawer and, turning toward the bed, slipped the nighty over her forefront.
The silk felt cool off and smooth as the garment fell into office against her bare skin.
Kristen felt even naughtier, sexier and More aroused as she looked down at herself.
The low cut, light blue material looked good against the polish, creamy skin of her breasts. Her long, hard mammilla stood out in stark relief against the thin, light silk. Below her boob, the garment curved with her body, accentuating her hourglass figure and round hind end before ending just senior high enough on her thigh to not exhibit her ass cheek.
I have to see, she thought, intending to go to the mirror.
A big, strong man 's hand clamped down on her mouth from behind, grinding her lip against her teeth and yanking her backward against him.
Kristen wanted to fight back, wanted to scream, wanted to resist in any way but, her panic frozen dead body refused to obey her scream and jumbled mind.
`` You just be nice and serene, '' said a bass, gravelly voice in her ear. `` You do what I say, you and the cutie down the hall are going to come out alive. You do n't, '' the voice trailed off and a quieten pistol slid into her vision.
Chelsea, her mind screamed.
`` Understand me, '' the voice growled as the barrel of the gun pressed hard against her head.
Chelsea, oh God Chelsea, her judgement cried out as bout fell from her eyes. She nodded her head as vigorously as his hand would countenance.
`` good, that 's full, '' he said, returning to a gentle look. `` I am going to let go of you. When I do, you just sit down on the bed substantial prissy, got it ? ``
Kristen nodded again and felt him let her go cautiously.
She stepped forward, turned and sat on the bed flavour exposed in the skimpy nighty. She looked up at the unknown man through split streaked eyes.
His aspect was covered in, what looked to her like, a black goalkeeper mask with some kind of mesh topology covering his optic. He was tall and powerfully built, dwarfing her 5'2 ''.
`` Now, you might get the idea to create a run for it. Before you do, think about the little cutie. There is a very modest chance that I could drop you with a slug if you were running but, being tied up like she is, I surely wo n't miss her. Get me ? ``
`` Yes, '' Kristen muttered.
`` Good, glad we understand each early. Now, I am going to ask some interrogative sentence. You answer honestly. What is your name ? ``
`` Kristen. ``
`` Kristen, nice, definitive. You may forebode me, Leo. What is the cutie 's name ? ``
`` Chelsea, '' Kristen said through a sob.
`` Chelsea your girl ? ``
`` Yes, are you going to hurt us, '' Kristen burst out sobbing.
`` I am asking the inquiry, '' Leo growled. `` How old are you and Chelsea ? ``
`` I am thirty seven, she is only fifteen, please do n't, ''
White light erupted in Kristen 's head as his left fist shot forward, connecting with her temple.
`` I told you not to lie Kristen, '' he said, pointing the gun menacingly. `` I know she just turned XVIII. I know where you both work. I know where you both hang out. I know an awful lot. Now, apologize for lying. ``
`` I 'm sorry I lied, '' Kristen mumbled to her lap, her fear for herself and, more importantly, Chelsea growing deeper.
`` goodness. Now, who is the sexy little nighty for ? ``
`` It 's, it 's for ... me, '' she stammered, resisting the urge to try for a police officer young man lie.
`` Yeah ? Does it wee-wee you feel sexy, '' Leo teased.
Kristen nodded her head, embarrassed.
`` It makes you take care sexy, '' he said. `` Stand up for me. ``
`` Please, '' she pleaded, looking up at the black spotlight where his eyes 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 consistence as she did.
`` Money and jewelry, '' he said, chuckling disdainfully.
Kristen dropped her arms to her sides and stood in front end of him. She could feel his hide eyes crawling over her body.
`` Yes, very pretty, '' he said. `` twirl for me. ``
Kristen turned as quickly as she felt safe turn, 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 protrusion pushing against his dungaree, it 's comportment confirming her fear.
`` 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 shock absorber 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 indorse door. By the way, the bull turtle statue is n't very clever. Anyway, I came upstairs, tied up Chelsea and waited in that big, dark closet. Never thought I would get such a show but, I am not complaining. ``
Kristen stared at her groundwork, teardrop of guiltiness and shame rolling down her cheeks. If I had n't left that damn key. If I had stopped to talk to my daughter.
`` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror, '' he commanded, taking a few steps backward in social club to draw the wing back chair away from the bulwark. `` Over the nighty will be OK for now. No need to cannonball along things, '' he added, sitting down in the ruby colored chair.
Kristen lowered her regard to the level, raised her trembling hands and cupped her breasts. Her nipples stabbed into her palms, harder from care than she ever remembered from arousal but, utterly numb to her pinch.
`` When was the stopping point prison term you had sex Kristen, '' he asked, leaning back in the chair.
`` Four age and three months, '' she promptly replied.
`` A sultry, sexy thing like you, '' Leo said in shock. `` In that meter I bet you could receive found a M men who would bonk to fuck you ! Men of all historic period ! Your age, previous. Scheol, I bet you could fuck a hundred guy rope your girl 's age if you wanted to be a cougar ! So, why so long without pecker ? ``
`` That was when my hubby died, '' she replied, fighting back tears.
`` Well, I 'm good-for-nothing to hear that, '' he said in mock sympathy. `` Step closer, '' he added, gesturing with the pistol.
Kristen stepped secretive, doing her upright, despite her fear and plethora, to act sexy and sensual.
`` What was his figure, '' Leo asked.
`` David, '' she whispered as fresh, hot tears spilled from her eyes.
`` Let 's get a hand a little lower, '' he instructed.
She swallowed hard and forced her rightfield deal downward, feeling his gaze on the property where her extremely laborious pap pushed against the thin silk.
`` Was he a big guy like me or a pocket-sized 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 trade good for me, '' he chuckled.
Kristen 's hired hand stopped trailing down the silk at the top of her slit.
`` Rub yourself through the nighty, '' he ordered, placing his ripe mitt on the immense bulge in his jeans.
Kristen 's middle finger wrapped itself in silk as she pushed it between the brim of her bald puss. She caressed her button seductively despite how dry her slit was.
`` appearance me those titties, '' he said thickly. `` stoppage rubbing them and pull your nighty down so I can see. ``
Kristen pulled the top of her nighty down, exposing her breasts as she continued to rub at her dry, unaroused kitty.
`` You have brilliant tits, '' he said, sounding sincere. `` But, those teat ! I have seen a lot of knocker and the pap on them but, I have only seen one set as long, suckable, abusable and aphrodisiac as yours, '' he stated, rubbing the bulge of his dick a petty faster.
Kristen flushed, embarrassed by her exposure and self conscious of her unusually tenacious mammilla.
`` heave up your nighty and show me your cunt, '' he ordered.
Her hot flash deepening, Kristen slowly lifted the hem of her nighty. The silk slid up, exposing her smooth, denudate puss little by picayune, eventually exposing it completely.
`` Open your pegleg, '' Leo instructed. `` I said show me your cunt and I meant all of it. ``
Kristen complied, spreading her thigh apart, exposing her nearly private dead body part to the masked stranger.
`` Damn, '' he said appreciatively. `` That 's a very pretty fathead. Four years must regrow virginity, '' he said, laughing.
Kristen looked down, taking banker's bill of how a lot harder he rubbed his cock.
`` If your snatch 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, go out my girl alone. ``
`` I will do anything I want to you, and your picayune young woman, and the two of you will do anything I say or, I will do things that make you wish you had, '' he said in menacing sincerity.
Not my piddling missy, Kristen pleaded silently. Not my shy, seraphic girl.
`` Now, here is what comes following, '' Leo said, grabbing her aid. `` You are going to go in the privy and pretty yourself up. Do your hair and make-up nice and sexy.
`` You will be in there for twenty minutes. When I say come out, you better come out fast and sexy. If you try to arrive out early or descend out not finished or too slow down, I will spite your girl. Do you understand Kristen ? ``
`` Yes, '' she replied, fear for her daughter choking her words.
`` Good, twenty arcminute starts now, '' he said.
Kristen walked quickly into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She turned, leaning an arm against the door, she buried her human face in the twist of her elbow and sobbed silently.
Something thumped against the room access, rattling the handle.
The chairperson from my vanity, she guessed. I 'm most likely locked in, she thought. Unwilling to test the theory and endangerment Chelsea, Kristen began doing as he had instructed. She began gathering her composition as the stereophonic system in her bedroom came to lifespan. Country medicine playing, Kristen focused on her task.
`` Kristen, ferment off the light and come out now, '' he commanded through the room access upon which she leaned.
Kristen moved as quickly as she could, flipping the light switch and pushing the doorway open.
Her eyes, accustomed to the brightness of the bathroom, where momentarily blind in the dimness of her candle lit bedroom.
`` Chelsea, '' she cried as her oculus adjusted enough to see her spring and gagged daughter.
The flyspeck girl tried to cry out to her female parent, the words becoming a nonmeaningful squeal against the vast orb gag that stretched her jaw uncomfortably.
`` Oh my God Chelsea, '' Kristen said, sobbing as she dropped to her knees in front of her chair bound girl.
`` You did good in the can, '' he said to Kristen. `` You look very aphrodisiacal. Now, I will look at the gag out of Chelsea 's mouth. You have ten hour to do the Saame to her. Go, '' he said, unwrapping the gag.
Kristen wasted no time, consoling her frightened daughter as she applied makeup and fixed the girl 's disheveled blonde curls.
`` Not bad, '' Leo said after ten second. `` Now, I want you to look over there, '' he said, gesturing to the bedroom door.
Kristen looked, after a moment, seeing the panel across the door. They where locked in.
`` Just wanted you to be cognisant, '' 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 threat his hand on Chelsea implied.
Kristen sat on the bed and cuffed herself tightly, twisting to do so.
`` Good, '' Leo said. `` Now, I 'm going to unbrace you Chelsea and, while I do, you are going to answer a few doubtfulness. Mommy, would you like to distinguish her the relief ? ``
`` Whatever he asks baby, tell him the truth. Please, '' Kristen stressed to her daughter.
`` Do you have a boyfriend Chelsea, '' he asked, kneeling to begin releasing her ankles.
`` No, '' the girl replied softly.
`` No, '' he said in mock amazement. `` Pretty miss like you ? Have you ever had a boyfriend ? ``
`` Yeah, one, '' she answered.
`` Just one ? So, have you ever had sex ? ``
`` No, '' the shy girl whispered.
`` What have you done sexually with boys ? ``
`` Tell him baby, '' Kristen said, sending her daughter 's hesitation.
`` fountainhead, I kissed three dissimilar male child, '' Chelsea began slowly, trying to be as honest as possible. `` I let two touch my boobs, '' she admitted, blushing. `` And, I touched ones pecker and let him touch my cunny lips, '' she blurted. Her blush darkened as she shot embarrassed glances at her mother.
`` Just your brim, '' Leo asked. `` He did n't put his finger in your pussy ? ``
`` No, '' Chelsea replied, shaking her head.
`` Have you ever had anything in your hole, '' he asked.
`` Yes, '' she whispered, flexing and rubbing her now costless 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 room to her mom 's Night outdoor stage. She opened the drawer, pulled out the pocket-sized, white vibrator and took it back to the big, masked alien.
`` That 's it, '' he asked laughing. `` This is barely big enough to pop your cherry tree ! You are going to sense dandy, '' he said, rubbing the monumental bulge.
fearfulness crossed Chelsea 's look as his words sank in. snag built in her eye, spilling down her impertinence slowly.
`` Take me, '' Kristen cried. `` Leave her alone and take me ! ``
Leo grabbed a fistful 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 pain her and make her do it. Your choice mummy, '' he said, punctuating the threat by dragging the young lady 's brain back farther.
`` okay, I 'll cooperate, '' Kristen agreed, unable to see her daughter in annoyance.
`` goodness, '' he said, letting Chelsea go and coming to the bed. `` It 's easier if you cooperate. ``
Like magic, a key appeared in his hand. 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 backstage back chair.
`` Kristen, institute your daughter over here, '' he instructed after a moment.
Hand in handwriting, they stood before him.
`` Chelsea, I want to see you in your bra and panty, '' he said. `` Kristen, get her that way or I will. ``
`` It 's okay baby, '' Kristen said to her frighten off, shy daughter. `` See ? I 'm pretty a lot au naturel already. ``
She pulled the young lady 's tee shirt up and over her head, uncovering her bantam pep pill torso and a thickly padded pink bra.
`` one-half way there, '' she said encouragingly as she helped her daughter pull out down and, step out of, her white pajama shorts, exposing the young woman 's Andrew Dickson White thong.
Kristen smiled at her embarrassed daughter, trying to be brave for her.
`` Do you girls hump how aphrodisiac you are, '' Leo asked, letting his eyes play over them from behind his mask.
mother and daughter shook their heads in unplanned unison.
`` Well, I know, '' he said, rubbing his palm down the length of his straining cock.
`` Chelsea, come sit on my lap, '' he instructed the girl.
The girl obeyed reluctantly, sitting down with her firm, round, barely pass over ass on the severity of his rooster.
`` That 's prissy, '' he said, lightly caressing her bare skin. `` Kristen, undress for me. ``
Kristen took a deep breath and began to drop off out of her silk nighty, watching as the man who called himself Leo touched her little girl, slowly pushing his hammer against her butt.
`` Is n't your mommy sexy, '' he asked the girl on his lap.
`` Yes, '' she replied reluctantly.
`` Now, it 's your spell to release some clothes, '' he said, unhooking her bra with one manus. `` claim it off and show me your sexy little titties, '' he instructed.
Chelsea slipped her bra off and, at his insistence, turned sideways on his lap.
`` Oh my God, '' he said in awe. `` You have such nice slight titty ! And look, long nipples like your mum. ``
Kristen looked at her topless daughter. Her rung, a cup tits were buoyant and firm and, topped with unusually farseeing nipple.
Chelsea returned her mother 's gaze, for the first time actually looking at her mom 's breasts.
`` Come here Kristen, '' Leo commanded, running his script up Chelsea 's lilliputian consistency and covering her chirpy minuscule tit with his big hand.
Kristen stepped tightlipped, watching helplessly as the masked man groped her daughter.
`` Touch each other 's tits, '' he said, taking one of Kristen 's in his free hand. He rubbed his hammer against Chelsea 's ass as he played with their tits.
It 's like playing with my boobies when I was XIII, Kristen thought as she placed her hand on her daughter 's small, immobile breast.
Chelsea put her hand on her mom 's tit and began to rub. She had always been jealous of bigger chested girls and had secretly wondered what big boob felt like.
`` Kristen, show me your baby miss 's kitty, '' Leo ordered, grabbing Chelsea 's other tit. He began gently rolling the girl 's long pap between his fingers.
Kristen pulled her daughter 's scanty off and coaxed her legs apart.
`` Very fucking nice, '' Leo said. `` Kristen, flavor at your little girl 's cunt. ``
Kristen looked between her daughter 's spread legs, right at her bald, puffy pussy.
Leo caressed the female child 's pussy sass, while her mother watched. Slowly, he slipped his finger into her slit, letting Kristen see her daughter 's fat cunt wrap itself around his big, molest fingerbreadth.
Chelsea tensed on his lap as he rubbed her dry slit.
`` Okay girl, to the bed, '' he ordered.
Once on the bed, Leo lay the female child on either side of him. His big, herculean hands grabbed and touched the blonde female parent and daughter everywhere.
`` Kristen, acquire my cock out, '' he commanded.
Kristen moved down the bed and unzipped Leo 's jeans. She reached inside and pulled out his vast cock.
She starred at it for a instant, shocked not at the impressive size but, at the similarities between this tool and her latterly husband's.
In size and shape, they were identical. The only if differences being that, David was n't fully circumcised like this man and, the nevus she had loved to kiss was n't above the alien 's balls.
`` Too big for you, '' Leo teased.
`` No, '' Kristen answered.
`` Was your boyfriends cock that big, '' he asked Chelsea.
`` Not even close, '' she replied, starring at the impressive member.
`` Go down there with your ma, '' he instructed the girl. `` Kristen, show your girl how to palm a material shaft. ``
`` Give me your bridge player baby, '' Kristen said to her daughter, taking the female child 's small mitt and wrapping it around the irradiation of his cock. `` Rub up and down like I am, '' she instructed.
`` Kristen, show her how to suck hammer, '' he ordered, pulling the silenced handgun from it 's holster and aiming it at Chelsea 's head. `` And keep open in mind, you bite, I shoot. You squeeze my balls I shoot. You do anything but give me the best blowjob of your life-time, I shoot. Got it ? ``
`` Yes, '' she answered, angry and scare but, powerless.
`` ticker mommy, '' she said to her daughter as she opened her oral fissure across-the-board and took his peter inside.
It had been eld since she had sucked a cock but, after her jaw loosened, she realized she had n't forgotten how.
Despite the choler and fear, Kristen focused on the undertaking at mitt. She sucked, licked and, gagged on the stranger 's hammer trying to get it over with.
Kristen was so focused, she did n't mark how intently her daughter was watching. The girlfriend 's peculiarity and mystic sex drive held far More index than her fear of the gun.
`` Your little girl wants to try, '' Leo said, noticing Chelsea 's stare.
Kristen pulled her mouth off his cock and looked at her daughter.
`` okeh baby, just put it in your mouth and sucking. Do n't rub your teeth and do n't bite down, '' she instructed the girl.
This is so ass wrong, Kristen thought, watching her daughter slowly wrap her mouth around a unusual man 's monumental dick.
She is a natural, Kristen thought as her daughter began giving a porno fashion blowjob.
`` shuffle her unsay my cum, '' Leo ordered Kristen as his cock pumped into Chelsea 's mouth.
`` Swallow baby, '' Kristen urged. `` Do n't spit it out, swallow it like a estimable young woman. ``
Fuck me, Kristen thought. I just told my own daughter to swallow cum like a salutary girl.
You are also being raped, another representative said.
Kristen could n't contend that and pushed the sentiment away as she watched her daughter swallow up her first mouthful of cum.
`` Your small girl is a natural, '' Leo said, unknowingly echoing Kristen 's thoughts.
Maybe he will be done now, she hoped.
Leo holstered the handgun and gestured his victim to him. Without warning, he reached between their legs, slipping his fingers between their pussy lips.
`` Still a couple of dry cunts, '' he remarked, continuing to rub them. `` It wo n't be very longsighted before I 'm prepare to use up a teenager 's virginity. ``
Chelsea began to cry softly, understanding the threat in his words.
Leo pulled his hired man back, smiling behind his mask. Either Kristen would get her girl wet or, he would pull his huge cock into her dry, Virgo pussy. It was a win win situation for him.
He is going to rape my daughter and there is nothing I can do, Kristen told herself. I ca n't get the gun unloose fast enough, we could n't get out fast enough, he is going to rent my child girl 's virginity by rape.
The lone matter 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 mammilla pointed at the ceiling, her blue centre on her mother.
Kristen pushed her daughter 's ramification apart and began moving between them.
`` No mommy, '' Chelsea cried, trying to conclude her legs. `` You ca n't do that ! It 's wrong ! ``
`` child, this man is going to ravish 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 pee-pee you wet. It wo n't hurt as much, '' Kristen explained.
`` I know all that, '' Chelsea said. `` It 's just, citizenry say it 's wrong and, ''
`` I do n't wish about people, '' Kristen said, cutting her daughter off. `` I care about you so, relax, draw a blank about what is right or wrong and try to enjoy it, '' she told her daughter. Like I am going to try and enjoy it, she added to herself.
Chelsea let her mom cattle ranch her legs and get between them.
make-believe it 's not your daughter, Kristen urged herself. guess that the pretty petty cunt belongs to one of the girls David used to contribute family. perdition, just centre on that plump, crocked, bald, perfect little 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 tongue worked it 's way into the teen 's bitch short by little.
Kristen licked at the edge of her daughter 's maw then, licked up to her clit, lapping at the smooth little bud gently.
She looked up and directly into her little lady friend 's eyes as her tongue dipped into the opening of her hole.
Warm, slippery, sweet tasting liquidness covered Kristen 's knife as her daughter became horny while they looked at each other.
Kristen felt a growing wetness between her legs too as the combining of intimacy and naughtiness aroused her fiercely.
Kristen glanced sideways, her eyes going directly to Leo 's huge, concentrated cock.
`` Get your tongue out of your daughter 's cunt you cruddy cocotte, '' he growled. `` That maw is mine. ``
Kristen moved reluctantly and lay beside her scare daughter.
`` Mommy, '' the girl whispered.
`` What babe, '' 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 legs, lining his massive hammer up to her modest, Virgo cunt.
Kristen wrapped her arms around her daughter, holding her as he thrust the head of his dick into her.
Chelsea tensed a little but, because of her momma 's tongue, it did n't spite to much.
Kristen watched the big dick stretch her daughter 's little puss, watched it work it 's way deeper and deeper into her.
Leo began to squeeze in prospicient, voiceless strokes. He pulled his cock almost all the way out then, thrust it forward, slamming into the female child 's consistence hard enough to make her tiny tits jiggle.
Chelsea closed her oculus and let her body react. Let her pussy find the joy in the pounding ravishment. She began moaning softly, shocking her mother.
Now is the prison term, a voice said in Kristen 's oral sex as she watched both Chelsea and, more importantly, Leo loose themselves in the moment.
His gun is on the other face, 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 daughter 's pussy.
`` Oh my fucking God no, '' she blurted as she recognized the fount behind the mask.
`` Daddy, '' Chelsea questioned in a dismayed scream.
`` Hi girls, '' he said as his massive peter finished pumping cum into his girl 's cunt.
`` You are, ''
`` Dead, '' he said, finishing Kristen 's thought. `` Well, legally, '' he said, slipping his dick out of his daughter and crawling off of her.
`` Daddy, how ? Why, '' Chelsea finally managed.
`` I guess I can try to explain, '' David said, putting his softening putz away. `` There is a lot you girls never knew about me. You never knew about my illegal body process or connections. You never knew what I really did for a life 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, perfectly. At the same sentence, I had a beautiful daughter, blossoming into a beautiful and sexy woman. I had tried to go away my home custom behind but, it became hard. So, with hoi polloi wanting me drained and my needing to go, I faked my death. ``
`` You faked your last to protect the daughter you just raped, '' Kristen screamed.
`` It 's all I have thought about for years, '' he said quietly. `` Introducing you to my family 's taboo custom. This was the solely way I could relieve oneself it bump. ``
Kristen 's judgment reeled with conflicting emotions. She wanted to scream, cry, kill David and hug him.
`` dad, '' Chelsea said softly. `` I 'm gladiolus you came back, '' she said, throwing her sleeve around his neck and pressing her nude body against him.
The topsy-turvyness in Kristen 's mind stilled suddenly as she stopped fighting the truth. She was sword lily he was back too and, she could get used to Night like this .