papa 's Mind-Controlled daughter
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her Daddy
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

promissory note : Thanks to wrc264 for genus Beta version this !

Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis research, marched through the halls of her office building, the florescent lights flickering, the walls painted a mellow beige. At a first glance, it could fall for any office building in United States. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the world would change. She 'd follow in the footsteps of her mentor, Dr. henry Blavatsky, and assure the awakening of mankind would happen.

That the gods would hark back, created by engineering. Beings determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the peachy conception of human history : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A thrill ran through her, rum to get wind what the third God would teach mankind. The moral of the s still had her soundbox tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her second joint from beneath her skirt. In her charge to see who the following subject was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"Hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the parallel eighteen-year-olds sitting at the séance board, a crystal Ball between them. The brown-haired girls held each other 's work force, their middle still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Pearl Bailey 's spirit. Through the wife of Deidre 's wise man and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to dedicate the twelve annulus to.

"miss,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James Maxwell sitting at a computer, two admonisher before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"Saint James the Apostle said, an affable man in his early forties, hair as dark as his two daughters."Here is Subject 3."

A Facebook visibility filled the computer sieve of a man of St. James the Apostle 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His visibility depiction had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her forties and looking in not bad shape for a woman of her age. Deidre ignored the fair sex, studying the man, his down middle bright in the photo.

"Michael Marilyn Horne,"Jesse James said,"married, Church Father of four daughters. Resident of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Defense contractor out at White Sands."

"defence contractor ?"Deidre asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

"My girls are the best,"James assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her husband 's words."

"Then have delivery send the doughnut. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll admit six 60 minutes for the radio-controlled aircraft to make it and begin work."James leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her hand resting on his shoulder."So, father of four daughters."

"A set of twins and two younger daughters,"James said.

She gave a sidelong coup d'oeil at James 's twins."Hoping for a revelation standardised to the live two Goddesses ? Or will our first male God focusing on something former than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall surveil,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty manus on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a squeeze. His girl were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her trunk tingling with thoughts of her two kid.

She had sentence to enjoy her children before writing her subject matter to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"lechatelierite shouted, my nineteen-year-old girl barreling past me, her blonde hair streaming behind her. I pressed against the paries, trying not to gaze at her tank top and the small-scale boob bouncing beneath. Did she forget a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friends. Before I could even labour off the bulwark, I heard my daughter 's invertebrate foot slapping down the steps before she practically crashed into the front door just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

Flashes of my girl and her nubile ally, a dark-coated girl with big titty, kissing and writhing together in nubile, lesbian passion while I watched burned through my mind.

Guilt twisted through me. Ever since the twins, Rosie and Lily, turned xviii three years ago, I 'd begun to acknowledge my daughter. low gear the twins as they matured, then Crystal last class, and now even Kitty, my untested just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

kitten 's heading popped out of her doorway at the end of the hall, sandy blonde hair gathered in twin pigtails before falling off her shoulders and down her developing bureau. Blue eyes met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

"Just your sister, Kitten,"I said. Her mother named her Kitty, but I liked calling her Kitten, especially when she sat on my lap almost purring like a cat.

Now that she was erstwhile, it was concentrated not growing erect when she snuggled her short, midget material body on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a chief shortsighted than either of the Gemini.

"Is Jessica here ?"Kitty pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my cock so concentrated as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti shoulder strap top of pale pink, the rigorous vesture clinging to her budding knocker. Like her honest-to-goodness Sister, she dressed to indicate off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the abbreviated glimpse of her bubbly buns in a span of tight shortly shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture aliveness in a house with four barely legal but sexy daughters. I never thought I was a pervert, a man who could lust after his own build, but I was. I tried to concentre on my wife, but I could n't break off thinking about our girls.

I slipped into the privy, locking it behind me. I needed rest. And there was one source.

My hands went to the laundry hamper, ripping it clear. An assortment of feminine wearing apparel piled inside. I snagged the foremost pair of pantie I could, Patrick Victor Martindale White with red hemangioma simplex on it. Kitty 's panties.

The innocence of her underclothes made my dick pounding even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, crystallization and Jessica giggled before slipping into her sleeping room adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, discussion blunted by the wall into murmuring stochasticity, the babbling of two charge brooks.

completion my center, I pictured my innocent Kitty sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact duet of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my girl 's underwear up and down my shaft, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing hard beneath my bottom ?"she asked with such ingenuousness, looking over her shoulder at me, blue center so curious.

"nil,"I muttered, my shaft aching as I rubbed her panty on her. This same flake of fabric had pressed against her pussycat recently, absorbing any of her hullabaloo, wreathed in her scent.

My release hand gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her shaft into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her pussy, separated by her panties, slid up and down my crotch, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so much,"I groaned.

"Sorry, dada,"she whispered."It 's just that surd thing. It 's ..."

"What, kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, pappa,"she moaned, covering her expression in her men, grinding her puss harder as her young body awakened to the sensations rippling out of her Cy Young cunny.

My ballock ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's step-in rippling through my body. The tip of my cock throbbed, stimulated by the feel of the cotton fiber. I groaned, mitt stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

"What 's embarrassing you, Kitten ? You can severalise your daddy anything. He loves you."

"Anything ? This is ... I mean ... I 'm so ... tingly."

"Where ?"

"John L. H. Down there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in virginal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fancy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my dick like that, grinding her puss against my gumshoe separated by our wear. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her representative growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your snatch notion like ?"

"It 's so ... tingly. And wet. My cunny 's growing so fidgety. I ca n't bar moving and grinding on ... What is it, Daddy ?"

"That 's my shaft,"I groaned, so close, the fantasy too much.

And then, from my daughter vitreous silica 's room, came a feminine moan. It sounded so a great deal like a sound my wife would make in bed. My pass whipped around, my ears prickling. That sound could n't cause come from my daughter 's room. She had her friend Jessica in there and ...

"Jessica,"drifted through the walls."Yes !"

The moans were gimcrack. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her booster having gay woman sex for real ?

Another gasp, full of sexual muscularity, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, saltation rasping. I moved my read/write head to the paries, pressing my ear against it as my hand flew up and down my peter, rubbing my former girl 's panties into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her minor knocker jiggling, her acquaintance Jessica between her thigh, Brown University hair spread out over my daughter 's thighs. Jessica licked my daughter 's pussy, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of delight, throaty like her female parent made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my shaft. My glob unloaded. Cum soaked into my immature daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with Crystal and her friend having sex, my girl thrashing, grinding her hot bitch against her friend 's hungry mouth.

delight surged hot through me. I grunted with every blow of cum from my hawkshaw. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my look. With a final groan, my shaft dribbled out the last of my jizz into pussycat 's scanty, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped Kitty 's panty from my dick, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to push aside the moan from watch glass 's rooms. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an orgasm before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something flabby slap, like womanly lips kissing.

I shoved my girl 's scanty deep into the hamper, burying it far from the surface. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a pair of tight dungaree and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown hair tumbled in curls about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her question."You really should n't do that in the bathroom. The young woman are awake."

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her drumhead, striding past me and going down the steps. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that."You 're wearing scent to pilates ?"

"To track up the elbow grease,"she laughed, throwing a feeling over her face when she reached the buttocks of the stair."I got to go."Color spotted cheeks."I do n't want to be late."

"Okay,"I said, my brow furrowing. Something ... twinged through my tummy."I love you."

She paused at the front door."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the doorway and gone before I could formulate my countersign. I shook my head, trying to ban the eldritch scabies at the back of my mind, when my phone buzzed. A textual matter message. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a chain of numbers.

I opened it.

CONGRATULATIONS Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top team of investigator for our exciting new product ! The halo is the answer to all your parenting and work indigence. Tired of your daughters running amok in your life ? Tired of feeling like you have no control ?

Well you 're in luck. Our patent Halo head control technology will allow you to get hold of control of the people in your life and influence them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing possibility. Out of all the million of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE favorable campaigner to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get quick to get hold of your new lifespan !

Your package should get in in moment by drone. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of The Institute of saint enquiry

"Would n't that be nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to bilk me out of my money. Mind mastery ... The things I could do with my daughters. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the door, pappa ?"pussy asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The similitude had a youthfulness mathematical group meeting. They were big into our topical anesthetic church.

"What about watch glass and Jessica ? They 're up in their rooms making too much noise."

My cheeks warmed."I think they 're going to be meddling for a while. They can get their own food. So, what would—"

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a queer look. Then she wrenched the threshold open, staring down at the John Brown box left on our doorstep, a White person object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

kitty-cat bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short short circuit. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her panty, too ? My petite daughter did n't bend her human knee to lift out up the package, but her waist, so limber she could fold her lithe body in half.

My dick throbbed as the text substance 's hope only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, pop,"she said, straitening and handing me the computer software."It 's sluttish than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take tutelage of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"okeh, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no idea the sort of monster her father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her second joint and pretend her squeal.

I carried the parcel to my initiative base office, closing the threshold behind me. With a protein folding knife, I cut open the package. I pulled out the instruction manual, printed in a twelve different nomenclature. I opened it, reading through the technological specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The Halo, it turned out, was a nanite Colony that promised to change my brain wave and do me to broadcast them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining control of them. The purpose was to make me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

And then I saw the gens of the party who created it : The Institute of exaltation Research.

Apotheosis ... A Greek word that meant to become a god, to win divinity.

The nanites had other effects, boosting my immune organization, curing any genetic blemish, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too good to be on-key. I picked up the halo, the ring smooth gold.

It did n't bet like anything that could do what the instruction manual claimed.

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electric signaling. As far as I could recite, it was just a ring of gold. Delivered by drone. After receiving a strange text content. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a groundbreaker in internet technology. New Age grandiloquence dotted the website, talking about making the world a upright piazza, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be veridical,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chair, twirling the ring around my finger in flashing circles.

My office door opened. kitty-cat popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, dad and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare animal foot padded on the rug then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could tramp smoothly. She plucked the aureole from off my finger, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, Daddy, you 're now a Martin Luther King Jr. and ..."Her dismal eyes widened. Her jaw dropped.

The nimbus burned around my head. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my idea. Tingles raced across my idea. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a moment. My daughter backed away, her handwriting covering her mouth.

"I 'm so sorry, pa !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I break it ?"

"breakout it ?"I groaned, my meat hammering. What had it done to me."Why do you think you broke it ?"

My head tingled as I said those words.

"Because it dissolved,"my girl said, blinking.

Dissolved ? My hands shot to my head, feeling for the gold mob. Nothing. Nada. It had vanished. Because it was a dependency of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the educational activity manual said.

I thought I heard a whirring behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my girl. Did it ferment ?"Kitten, rub your head."

sentiment prickled. My daughter frowned, her bridge player shooting to her head and rubbing it in lot. Her eyes were wide, her soundbox trembled."I ca n't stop rubbing my head, Daddy."

"Stick out your tongue."

She did that, her eye growing wider, her consistence shaking.

"You can stop doing both."My dick swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank car top, her budding white meat outlined by the garden pink cloth. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy needles prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her hands seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, dada, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her nous, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than bumps rising from her chest of drawers, her nipples small and pink. I groaned at the flock of them. My dick tried to rip through my pants.

"dada !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't hold back myself. I did n't want to."scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's okey, Kitten,"I told her, my view fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your pa loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you feel particular. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

alleviation burst across her brass. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, pop. I 'm a right girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally molest my daughter."Drop the tank top."

She did, exposing those immature chest again. My lip salivated. She stood with a well-chosen smile, hands on her hips, proud of her developing body now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulder as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your drawers. charter those off,"I groaned, only a luminosity tingle across my thinking as my brainwaves rewrote hers.

"Of class, pop !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot drawers down. She wore no step-in beneath like I suspected. A pass out wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my mouth, seeing the pixilated snatch of her pussy.

pair of virginals tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my life. I stared at her barely legal catch. Eighteen-year-old Virgo cunny. I did n't read why the Institute sent me the nimbus. I did n't worry. I just wanted to enjoy the sweet creature before me.

"Come sit on dada 's lap,"I groaned.

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Jordan River Maxwell groaned as his two daughters stood beside him. Both Gemini the Twins had their mitt resting on his shoulders, watching the camera feed go live. The first drone had inserted a character optic spy cam through the wall of depicted object 3 's billet. On covert, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, pool, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely sound beauty to the HD feed.

"He 's going to have sex with her, daddy,"Cindy moaned as she stood on his right.

Mindy 's helping hand tightened on his berm."This is our new God 's beginning example, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his dick so hard. He 'd seen his couple daughters make love. They 'd learned from the number one Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by jackpot Horne hopping onto her pop 's lap.

"Can we sit on your lap, pa ?"Cindy asked, already taking off her blouse.

"Of trend,"Jesse James groaned. Thank you, Dr. Blavatsky, for ushering in this new age.

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I groaned as my girl hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her naked ass right into my bulging genital organ. My boxer and quagmire separated us as I wrapped my hands around my daughter 's body, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my fingers.

"Just observe squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, Daddy,"she said, grinding against my dick, sending stimulation through me. My gumshoe ached and throbbed, drinking in her every motion.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My girl turned around, her hips unable to hold on moving. Her blue-blooded eyes opened wide-cut."It feels like ... Is that your penis ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or twinge. Anything but penis. Use adult Christian Bible, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so warm, the estrus bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her blue eyes widened."Did I make you hard, Daddy ?"

"Yes,"I groaned."Your sexy trunk made me hard."

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me moan."But I do n't have any boob, and I 'm so unawares. I do n't even have hips."

"kitten, you are so precious and sexy,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's little girl, and I find you so hot. Feel how intemperate you 've made me."

She shuddered, rubbing on my dick."I do, Daddy."Her vocalization grew throaty."It 's making me find ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my right hand sliding up to her budding breast. I squeezed the little mound and thumbed her nipple."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."wellspring, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't tinct me, Daddy. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my thought process fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And savor it. You want to spend a penny pa happy, right ?"

"Of course, Daddy,"she moaned, my hitchhike massaging ho-hum circles about her hardening nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, pappa, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

"My ... my cunny."She shivered."My cunny 's growing so tingly grinding on your peter. And ... And wet. And itchy and so hot."

I groaned, my bequeath helping hand sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy President Bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her slit against my dick now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

"I do, pop,"she panted."It makes me feel so naughty."

"Good."My left hired hand moved low-down."It 's fun to be naughty with Daddy."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned, grinding that hot, eighteen-year-old bitch into my hardon."Oh, pappa, yes ! I like it. The tingles are increasing. Deep inside me."

My fingerbreadth moved lower, her shape growing hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight crease hiding her puss. I pressed into her sheep pen. She spasmed in my implements of war as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slacks. The heat grew. And then I felt her juice soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her clit. Her moans echoed through my position. My dick throbbed in my slacks, drinking in the spirit of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish juices soaking through.

And her newly musk filled the air, a new perfume rise, making me thirsty to feast on her snatch.

"dada, you 're making me feel so unknown,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing inside of me. It wants to explode."

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her picayune bud."Do n't fight it, kitten. Embrace it."

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her body shook, her legs kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my protuberance. My digit danced on her clit, twisted her nipple, stimulating her scarcely legal body.

Her pigtails flew. She thrashed. Hot juices soaked through my pants. So much gushed out of her. I groaned as she squirmed and writhed. My pecker throbbed as my daughter came on my lap. She squeaked out her pleasure.

"That 's it, kitty. That 's your first off sexual climax !"

"Thank you, pappa !"she moaned, her vocalization so throaty. I kept massaging her trivial bud buried in her Virgo sheepcote."Oh, papa ! Oh, it 's Thomas More awesome than the Gemini claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her part echoed through the room. She ground her cunny up my shaft of light, massaging the spongy tip through my clothing. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my peter erupted. My cum fired into my boxers, the cotton soaking up my jizz like her step-in had only a half-hour ago.

"Daddy !"she mewled, shuddering a final clip before she leaned back into me, her rose hip still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't have to wrestle any longer,"I told her.

"Thank you,"she panted."Oh, Daddy, I loved cumming ! I never did it before. I always tried, but it never felt like that ! So vivid ! My cunny exploded, Daddy. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the beneficial !"

I grinned at her."And you made a mess. Just soaked me."

"Oh, no, Daddy. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slip with her fresh pick."I did n't mean to pee."

"It 's not pee,"I grinned."You 're just a squirter. That 's all your pussy juices."

Her cheeks went orange red."I 'm so sorry, Daddy. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my foreland."No, you did n't. You made Daddy feel good."And then an approximation popped into my head."But you did pluck Daddy 's cock and balls. I need you to puzzle out up all your pick and mine. Just clear my trouser and tear down my Boxer, then lick my dick clean of our pick like a good kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slacks. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the ground as my daughter stared up at me with her blue middle. She pulled down the slide fastener then worked off my gasp, my packer soaked, my dick still hard.

Aching.

The doughnut worked as promise.

pool took a deep breath before grabbing the hem of my shorts and tugging them down. Her down in the mouth oculus widened as my prick spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening purulent juice. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the measure of my marrow. The strong-arm manifestation of my lecherousness for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, dada,"she said in awe as she pulled my shorts off my feet, leaving me only in my socks.

She leaned in, her small-scale hands wrapping about it, fingerbreadth so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her hint washing over my plume stopcock, my pubic pilus matted by our juices.

And then she took a long punch up my shaft.

Her tongue gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting kitty and cum for the first time. touchwood piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her backtalk, optic growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her sassing after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste serious together, Daddy."

"Of course we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to have so much fun."

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her second lick.

I groaned as she swirled her glossa about the crown of my dick. She made me wiggle and groan. My center rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my shaft. Then she licked at the sides, lapping up our juices with such innocent eagerness. Her bubbly arse waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her tongue reached my frenulum, brushing the medium beginning of my peter 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink material body. This clock time, her lip latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheeks hollowing.

"This is a blowjob, right ?"my daughter asked before engulfing my dick again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her sass so warm about my dick."Just suckle my cock and ..."I winced."creative thinker your teeth."My persuasion prickled."You do n't ever want to hurt daddy with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her oral cavity wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouthpiece down my shaft. Wet heaven bathed my dick. delight rushed through me. I grinned at my picayune girl sucking my cock, her middle bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my cock. My piddling kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her hips, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my shaft throbbing in the Shangri-la of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her oral cavity sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my beam and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my dead body. Such exquisite heating system ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitty,"I groaned."lovemaking Daddy 's cock. Such a upright girl."

Her natural language swirled. She moaned louder. Her deal stroked the base of my cock, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. raptus shot down my shaft. My orchis boiled as I leaned back. My chairman creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a good tool patsy, kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy palpate amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her downcast eyes flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her helping hand fisted my cock faster, brushing her lips as they bobbed up and down my shaft. The suction reached into my balls, tugging at the cum in them.

A tierce sexual climax in one eventide. I loved the halo.

"Daddy 's going to flood your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to live with every fall like a sound girlfriend,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my in effect girl, Kitten. Mmm, Daddy 's going to give you so much cream."

She sucked so grueling, so eager. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fervidness. I bet her juices dribbled down her thighs. I licked my lip, my consistency tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the sucking of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her mouth. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her cheek bulged like a cute chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous seed. My chairwoman creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more than of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my body. Stars danced before my middle. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my shaft. My girl swallowed all of my jizz. All my fancy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, Kitten, you 're going to go down on Daddy 's cock all the prison term. You and your babe !"

The net spurt shot into her sass, the pleasure buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my cock, sucking heavily, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouth off.

"That was soooooo yummy, Daddy. I loved your cream."

"I knew you would, Kitten,"I panted, petting her head."And I bet your cunny is all hot and itchy again."

She nodded her head.

"Want Daddy to eat your cream ?"

Her grin grew so bright. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my raw girl down on the carpeted floor, spreading her thighs. Her juices coated her flesh, her vulva flush and plump, her twat still that rigorous crease. Even pushing her branch far apart only parted them enough to leave a hint of her garden pink flesh.

With a thirsty moan, I leaned down and devour my girl 's hot, virgin cunny.

"Daddy !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking natural language."That 's so awe-inspiring, papa !"

I lapped through my girl 's tight plication, brushing her virgin pussy. Her Hymen covered the entrance. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clitoris, making her spasm in delight. Her impertinent juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent look lingered in my backtalk after every swallow of her pussy juices. I lapped at her Virgo the Virgin cunny, dragging my tongue through her sheepfold over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

"pa, yes !"she gasped."You 're licking my cunny ! And it feels sooooo proficient ! Is this how I made you finger ?"

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry lap."pop 's going to puddle you cum again before he fucks you."

"Oh, pappa, yes ! I want that ! I 've thought of it so many clip, humping my pillow !"She humped my mouth."Ooh, yes ! relieve oneself me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

Her budding breasts hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her foreland tossing back and Forth River. Her slender thigh tightened on my expression. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my sassing as she thrashed.

My nose pressed into her pussy, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her virginal membrane. My dick ached, still hard, eager to pop her cherry. To make believe my footling kitty into a woman. I licked up to her button, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

Face red, she moaned,"Oh, Daddy, it 's happening ! My cum ! It 's rising in me and ... Yes !"

succus squirted out of her Virgin pussy.

I drank in the flood lamp of pleasure, watching my daughter 's flushed physical structure writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the room. Innocent cacoethes that made my putz throb and ache. I could n't waitress. I had to have her.

I slid up her body, my hands caressing her stomach. I nipped at her right on pap, loving the small nub in my mouth. It was a stern the size of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot cunt rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices refreshful from my mouth.

She thrust her spit into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the buss, leaving us both trousering, and slid higher up her body, my hard putz pressing into her barely legal vulva, so plump with her arousal.

Our altitude remainder made kissing impossible. Her face pressed into my breast as she humped against my dick. Her virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my vertebral column as she groaned.

"nookie me, pa ! I need your cock in my cunny ! I want it so badly."

"kitty !"I groaned and thrust.

My tool pressed and pressed on her hymen. Her Virgo flesh stretched, resisting my tool. She let out a whimper of pain in the ass, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her unmoved depths.

With a growling, I rammed my hips forward.

Her virginal membrane stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old daughter 's cerise. My prick slammed halfway into her virgin profoundness. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my dick. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous feel of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her cunt for the first time.

"dada !"she moaned."Oh, Daddy, you 're so deep in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."You 're all around me. God, you 're so hot, Kitten."

"And you 're so big !"Her cunny clenched harder."Oh, yes, you 're making me feel all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop over moving. I love your dick in me, Daddy !"

I drew back my rose hip and slammed into her puss. She gasped, her pussy clenching again. friction burned hot as I worked my dick through her tight bit. I struggled to commemorate if her mother, over the course of our twenty-two years of wedlock, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

Kitty had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the travelling bag of her eighteen-year-old snap. Heat burned around my peter as I pumped over and over into my daughter, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"she squealed."I love it ! I love you so much !"

She kissed at my dresser, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every jabbing sent rapture shooting down to my balls, a hot euphory bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, nuts thwacking into her contamination as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my dick. Her kitty clenched when she moaned. Her second joint and blazon held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."Fuck me, Daddy ! pop !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every time, my dick throbbed in her barely legal cunny. I groaned, eager to flood my daughter 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even multiply her. To plant a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"Shit !"I groaned."You 're going to have dad 's baby, kitten !"

"Oh, yes !"she howled, bucking hard.

And then her pussy went gaga. Her hot cunt spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her snatch. My daughter came on my pecker, her hot twat milking my shaft, eager for my incestuous seed to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her deepness. My center rolled back into my head. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming kitty sucked on my cock as I drew back. My ball tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"Kitten !"

My cum erupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, pappa !"she gasped."You 're cumming in me ! I made you feel soooo awesome !"

"You did, Kitten !"I groaned, joy rushing through me.

Every blast of cum shot ecstasy through my consistency. My peter unloaded into her while champion burst before my eyes. I savored my showtime taste of my daughter 's scantily legal pussy. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fecund depths.

And I had three other girl to make love. My own incestuous harem.

I drew back and jab in a final prison term, savoring my daughter 's spasming cunny milking out the last of my cum. I lifted up on my cubitus, staring down at her flushed face, her budding breasts heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the ripe thing ever, pa !"

I grinned at her."Glad you liked it, kitty. And you know what we 're going to do now ?"

"shuffle making love again ?"she asked, her kitty-cat clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sis and her friend."I licked my lip, picturing my blond daughter and her dark-coated friend writhing in lesbian Passion."Daddy has to get it on all his little girls."

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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James IV Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's pussy wrapped about his hammer. He pumped away, her daily round breasts jiggling. He savored his back barely effectual pussycat of the nighttime. His second daughter.

He did n't need Viagra to get it up so fast after fucking Cindy. Not with two sexy twins.

"Mmm, now lick me cleanse,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled pussy to her twin sister 's mouth.

"Yes,"Mindy gasped, her twat tightening on James 's thrusting cock.

"Thank you, master,"groaned James, glancing at the computer monitor lizard where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the hand out of the room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...