Mind-Control scanty

Story 12 : Virgo cerise Delight

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The euphony impulse through the family stirred the figure 's ancient psyche. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing noncitizen sounds, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic. To revel in the music and to mollycoddle in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college home party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke marihuana. The sour-sweet savor of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine-coloured coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a duad of girlfriend making out in the support room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to leave its fresh creation.

It held in its hand a delicacy and pristine couple of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear down, replete of all that pair of virginals hope. A band of clean lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest color : cherry red Tart.

The figure fought the billow to watch out the two missy kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its deception. It was n't the like as spin and turning and molding girls into new beings. To evidence them different delight. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With drive, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't return the figure another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. alien but unremarkable. They twisted their body to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second story, the sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a stopcock in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonic lecherousness. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race juvenility gripped her pelvic girdle as she worked up and down his peter. Ryan fucked her from bum, a grandiloquent, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding enchantress his pecker. He was unawares, his black hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact bod of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the figure dropped the special pair of step-in on Delilah 's cast aside wearable. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of Joseph Black cloth that did n't look like it could embrace anything.

The figure wanted to ride out. To ascertain her fornication. The anatomy had plans, a new estimation to test with this couple of pantie. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could influence her body.

It took one last tone at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her face as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her future orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So a good deal jizz spilled down out of her cakehole. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thigh. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so irritated when I get home, she thought with some mirthfulness, aching to throw her activities in his expression. Ever since her mother died, her sire sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde haircloth spilling across her human face as she bent over further."Who the fuck steal my panty and replaced them with this kiddy tell on ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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temptress White

A strange tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy pantie. I could n't believe mortal had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

Cherry Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to profess that she was a bad lady friend would buy at Hot matter. I rolled my middle as I drew them up my ramification. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would read delight in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panty higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, smearing the cum as it went. The seminal fluid was soaking the cloth now. more shudder rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my croupe. I snapped the waistcloth down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were son snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my chest. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had modest knocker. Little dope. My cheeks burned. I shook my oral sex, noticing, for a moment, that my whorl looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't give birth had sex. I was a pure girlfriend. A good fille. Oh, my pa was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a present moment, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bra.

Then it was Andrew Dickson White and lowly and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A frisson rippled from my panty. I frowned at my fanny. Why was my chick so short and ...

I breathed in as relievo filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my knees. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan skirt, share of my college 's school uniform. Of course of study, I was the merely female child that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this crop top ? I did n't outwear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a crisp, whitened blouse. Something a schoolgirl would weary and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't have got metre to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Robert I, the hotshot quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's offbeat. Want to come here and ride on my pecker. Put your hair up in pigtails."

I squeaked in fright. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a slut !"

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a company at Ryan 's menage, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my pappa must be so worried about me. I wanted to foretell him, but I did n't cognise where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a member on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front room access. I heard person call my public figure and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a good young woman. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl skirt swished about my legs. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, secure and gratis. I was n't a bad little girl. I did n't even empathize how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery smell at the back of my mouthpiece. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my hands on my knees, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this flush of care shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the exclusively one out on the street. I bit my lip, my fountainhead darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my purse let alone my cell phone. But I could n't go back to that frightening place.

I could n't believe I was even there. And au naturel. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these repellent newsflash, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my capitulum. That was n't me. I was Delilah White person. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in relief as I saw the hope halo on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

I might be lost, but I was still a Virgo the Virgin. I had n't let my pappa down.

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlight approach. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a knock-down engine growling and chugging.

I trembled, curious at who was stopping to facilitate me.

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semitrailer truck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the driver must be going domicile or something. I squeaked when the passenger doorway suddenly creaked open. A man with a thick moustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a girl as young as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this wicked party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't know where I am."

"wellspring, missy, I can leave you a ride home."

I flashed a smile."Why thank you, sir."

He chuckled."You call me Hank. I do n't work out I 've ever been called sir before."

"wellspring, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to climb up into the cab. It was so tall."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the seat and closed the heavy door. This dizzy thrill raced through me. I sat so much mellow up than other gondola I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the American Stock Exchange. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd feel so important right now looking down at the other carts.

"So, what did this guy say that so horrified you ?"he asked.

"He wanted me to imbibe his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a word like that around a girl my age."

He chuckled."Sorry. I forgot. I 'm expend to running around with the coarser crowd. So, where do you subsist ?"

I told him my address as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one manus, the other resting on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

"So, the musical theme of sucking a ... boy thingy offended you ?"

"Of course it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those little girl. A slut."

"Well, more than just sluts suction cock,"he said."I mean, a boy affair. Sorry."

My cheek burn.

"In fact, how can even know your against if you never even tried it ?"he glanced at me."Seems to me it 's something you should just try out at least once."

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. Next matter I know, they be claiming that they did other affair to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to choose mortal that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really involve to cognise. A girl your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's crucial. You wo n't know until you try.."

I swallowed as the hand truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes let go of the atmospheric pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the Mungo Park, the locomotive idling away.

"I promise that no will bed that you suck my cock."

A unknown shudder raced around my pantie. I swallowed, staring at his genitalia. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his dungaree rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His prick. This wicked vibrate went through me. I could n't think this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peek. Curious ? You 'll get a dependable feel if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unknown heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to reach down and signature him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned airless, studying his cock. It thrust hard and pink out of his denim. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of dark-brown haircloth around the stem. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

"Oh, my, that 's big,"I said."Do miss really ... ?"

"trustfulness me, your pussy can adulterate to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth wide, and just soak up that big cock in your sass. Find out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did like them ? I should at least know.

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how strong it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my header further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the last few column inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my dentition back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his material body with them. I slid my lips over his cock, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquid state. He groaned this throaty strait of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my second joint growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his turncock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up to a greater extent of that liquid leaking out.

It was n't pee. What was it ? It tasted good.

I started moving my head teacher, bobbing up and down. My rim slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my rim moving up and down faster.

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a cock. Damn."

What did that mean value ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a cock before. What, did it mean that I was a raw ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this hotness growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so severe. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. pappa would be furious at me, but the truck driver was compensate. I had to know.

Was I ... enjoying this ? Was that why I was getting so hot ? So wet ?

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his peter. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the total way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His paw tightened in my brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this shudder racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My lingua danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my caput down hard. I gasped as his peter brushed the back of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic pilus. I could smell this manly musk. His turncock was stretching out my pharynx. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd wish that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can take a turncock with such repose. Fuck."

I was n't a jade. I was a virgin.

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thigh. He groaned as I sucked so grueling. My glossa danced around his shaft. I caressed him with design. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born rooster sucker. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thigh together. My skirt rustled.

"getting hot in your footling bitch ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of class you are, footling slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl turnout. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too in use sucking his turncock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouthpiece. That salty succus that leaked out of the tip of his hammer soaked my tongue. He tasted so estimable. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to gourmandize that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, slut,"he said and then shoved his hand between my thighs.

I gasped as he slid up them. He should n't be doing that. His helping hand neared my kitty-cat. I tried to clamp down on him with my branch, but he was so stiff. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my goody step-in. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty oestrus anthesis in my snatch. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His match felt awe-inspiring. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him kibosh, but his strokes just made me quake. I sucked on his cock with even more than passion. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin bod through my demure panties. All these risque pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper uprising in my throat.

"hoot, you 're hot and wet,"he groaned."I know what you need. Yes, I do."

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his potent hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my belly, my chest leaning over it. The trumpet honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my panty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgo the Virgin !"I gasped as his prick slid up my inner thigh towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my hips and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his tool touched my kitty. The script holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waistline taut and, with a groan, he slammed me down his putz.

I gasped as my cerise popped.

I felt my maidenhead tear for the first clock time. Then his pecker was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched spread out my twat. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin trunk. A delicious wave.

"nookie shucks, you 're closely,"he groaned."Now move those pelvis. tantalize my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense heating that burned from my slit seized my stage. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his putz. But not to escape him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my Virgo the Virgin profoundness. This grand heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner deepness. I lowered my head over the steering bike, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive dick so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a just young woman. A virgin. daddy would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my puss clenching around him. I slid back up his irradiation again, my twat clinging to the thick cinch. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my kitty around his cock, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. Thomas More of that terrific heating plant rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big tool in your cunt, do n't you ?"he grunted, his helping hand lightly holding my hips.

"I do !"I gasped."Oh, my gosh, I do."

"Goddamn, you 're such a tart,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white scanty. And the blouse ... Fucking underworld, you 're a sexy thing."

"I 'm not a whore !"I gasped.

He chuckled."Whatever you want to phone yourself, you 're it."

A strange sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his pecker, this insistence swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My kitty-cat clung to him, increasing the friction of our flesh sliding past each former. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your soaked and hot. I 'm going to fire so a good deal cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our juicy activity find even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will kill me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't give care what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot snatch aching for it. Do n't it ?"

He was veracious. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so near inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the guidance wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his hawkshaw. I came closer and closer to that vex pleasure. Something was going to happen inside of me.

Was I about to have my first of all orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's dick ? What sort of Virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His cock filled me up so much. My hips danced from side of meat to face. My soundbox moved. It felt so natural to be riding his hawkshaw. Why ? I groaned, my fingerbreadth gripping the steering bike. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, take it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his shaft and gasped, feeling every squirt splashing into the depths of my pussy. It sent this undulation of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my full soundbox spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the moving ridge reached my thinker. raptus spilled through my mentation. And Thomas More waves followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my heading shaking. virtuoso danced before my eyes as my pussycat seemed to fade about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his peter dry. He grunted, his mitt squeezing my coxa as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an puzzle slut,"he groaned."I ca n't think it. tinker's dam, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My white meat rose and fell as the pleasure peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't believe I just did that. I was n't a Virgo any recollective. I whimpered in delectation, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so good ?

That question rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my habiliment and pulled up my pantie. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me unanimous. Pure. It was such a decompress whizz. It soothed away my discombobulation. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a expert girl, right ?

I could n't check off before him, but I knew I still had my hymen.

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a grin."You take care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to possess just been some wild imagination. I must have dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would have sucked his rooster and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't take in done those other affair. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty incubus that I woke up from back at the party.

The door squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan doll flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My cheeks burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb bit, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the family.

Was pappa still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to make sure it had been a pipe dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the eye of the night. No one was around. My digit slid up beneath the panties through the leg maw. I stroked through my bush to recover my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my kitty. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my finger away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a weird conjunction that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this bombilate pleasance rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a thick breath, I marched ahead to the home. I climbed up the footmark, found the front door unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the keep room.

I squeaked in affright finding dada sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a grandiloquent and docile man. His dark-brown eyes flicked up and down my form. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't have sex what happened, Daddy. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

electrical shock rippled across his nerve as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and pressed my head into his chest.

"Delilah ?"he asked."Did you dye your haircloth back brown again ?"

"Dye my haircloth ? You okay, Daddy ? Why would I dye my hair ?"

The tingles rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how substantial he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a unknown look in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulder joint and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in blow as my pappa groped my diminished boob through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizes. You could n't ingest been padding your bra all these twelvemonth. Not the way you dress."

"Daddy ?"I asked."You should n't be touching me like that."

He snorted."As if every boy at your college touched you like this ? Probably a few of your professors, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a virgin daddy. Honest."

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the front of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your tits do n't pop out. I do n't get it on what to do with you, Delilah."

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse give. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his bureau. He exposed my white bra cupping my small tit. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your boob ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, Daddy,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm drear I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

"You can rise that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys last year in your sleeping room. All nude and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the concluding time I had two boy in my bedroom. Daddy had been so furious. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could bear happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their turncock in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a soundly girl.

"Prove it. essay that you 're a virgin. I do n't sleep together what weird game you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my impertinence burning."But, I mean, you 're my daddy. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. papa 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to flash your snatch at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a maidenhead,"I said, my cheeks on fire. I pulled up my skirt high enough to uncover my step-in."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your undecomposed girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysteric. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? cipher believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three boys, and I did n't have sex with a teamster, either. I did n't wet-nurse his rooster until he exploded in my back talk, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

dad fell to his knees, this beastly look on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a blue-blooded and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panty and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my chocolate-brown pubic hair, his eyes narrowing.

"I half expected you to be dripping with cum,"he muttered.

I 'd only dreamed the truck driver fired cum into me. Right ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as dada thrust his digit against my vulva. He parted my pussy lips and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my virginal membrane. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"sanctum shit, you are a Virgo the Virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two long time. You practically threw it in my face."

"daddy, are you sure you did n't deliver a incubus ? That does n't vocalize like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't lactate rooster or bait prick or let son spurt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

He breathed in."Yeah, I can."He inhaled again, a recondite one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as dada buried his face into my twat. The daze of pleasance raced through me as his natural language lapped at my kitty folds. He caressed my hymen, his natural language flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my fundament. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

"pappa ?"I gasped as his tongue fluttered up and down my folds.

"You 're pure,"he groaned."You 're pure like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his lingua fluttered against me. My pantie, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreaming. The wicked heating that made me do such naughty matter. New York minute of bodily process I never could have performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the ardour that pappa 's glossa stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pappa 's lingua lapped and licked at my cunt. I could n't believe how with child it felt. It was just unbelievable. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my lilliputian clit. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a girl, go down on me. Those were just soiled dreams.

I shuddered, his pugnacious whiskers rasping against my spiritualist flesh. His lingua was so athirst. He lapped up my cream, building and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to seduce me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that pee it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a good girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eye. He stared up at me with such thirst. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulder joint shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, minor boob to him. He had to see that I always had small breast. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, Daddy, yes,"I moaned as his tongue licked and lapped at my pussy.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me tempestuous. I shuddered, grabbing his tomentum for support. I gripped him, my pelvis writhing from side to side. I ground on his grimace and savored every little work disturbance of his lingua. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building inside of me.

"Oh, Daddy, I think you 're going to name me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so exciting. It 's almost scary."

"Jesus of Nazareth, I ca n't conceive this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his aspect away from my twat, my ointment dribbling down his chin."Have the last few age just been a dreaming ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your good girl. Your virgin. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrongfulness because I was with papa. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my heart fluttering as his knife caressed me again and again.

And then he played with that little bud. My clitoris.

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That petty nub, that bone nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip shaking from side to side. A wonderful rut swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to quit looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry mouth. I loved the tactile property of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my Hymen. His finger's breadth dug into my tail. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my anatomical sphincter prickling. I gasped, pushing down the memories of early dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be pa 's beneficial girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clitoris firmly. I gasped at the smell of his lip wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my footling knocker jiggling. The imperativeness built and built. I could n't strike much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, niggling stars twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming cryptical inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cherry juices bathing his look. I could smack my tangy passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those wave of pleasure splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my pa."This is incredible."

"You taste incredible, femme fatale,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my head, to a greater extent of those moving ridge drowning my mind. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. dada held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so practically I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my backbone, my leg facing pages. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my puss exposed.

"You okay, femme fatale ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus adorn his lips and chin.

"I 'm fine, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't help myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

"For what ?"I asked as dada fumbled at his belt.

I gasped at the rustle of his blue jean. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his packer a heartbeat later. It was the inaugural one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the aspiration did n't matter. I stared at my Daddy 's turncock in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hairsbreadth. He moved over me, his clayey musket ball swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of reverence washed through me.

I had to be a Virgin. But also to be a undecomposed girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"temptress,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my Virgin shape. I gasped as he brushed my clitoris, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm sorry, you 're just so sexy. I miss your momma. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any prospicient. You 're staring. Like she was."

"dad !"I gasped I felt his pecker pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry wildcat. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward concentrated. My hymen did n't stand a chance. It popped, a crisp pain in the neck followed by an acute rut driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's cock pick my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hips. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so in good order. I know I should be a Virgin forever, but this was my Daddy. He fit me perfectly. My puss squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juice on his lips as he drew back his peter. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipple rubbing into his T-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton textile, his manly strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would consume me. An orgasm that would be even better than the one he gave me just bit ago.

He slammed back into my vitiate profundity. I groaned, squeezing around him. My blue pussy welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his consistency, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart mania on his rim as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in joy as he pumped away at me. Our consistence moved and heaved together. It was wondrous. His cock buried into me over and over, his glob smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom slopes of my butt-cheeks and that strip of anatomy between my pussy in my asshole.

My contamination. That was what they called it in those smutty dreams.

Daddy 's balls smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my weaponry and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his book binding. He stirred such passionateness in me. I was n't a Virgo any longer. My pa had claimed me.

I was his.

I broke the buss and moaned,"Yes, yes, I love you, daddy !"

"My little miss,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingles racing through me. My pussycat clamped down on his turncock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular thorax through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His beard rasped against my sensitive physique as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me snug and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my culmination. I wanted to find his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful raptus. I knew it would be unbelievable. A moment of virgin bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic agglomerate. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, pop !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your cock in me. Am I being a good girl ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so deep into me."You 're finally my good fille, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my goof welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, fiddling glint bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So deep into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from slope to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"pappa ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my first orgasm."

"Did n't you cum when I ate you out ?"

"Was n't that a ambition ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just hold on driving your big dick into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My cunt writhed and spasmed about his cock. That tremendous pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my nous. euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his gumshoe. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his straits, staring down into my eye. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and refreshful waves of blissfulness sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My sexual climax flooded one after the other through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his prick stirring me up. It was unbelievable. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much raptus consumed me. I wanted to hold on experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my papa could give me."Daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his cock deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my spinal column and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my mammilla kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such pleasure dig through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, more than and more of my dad 's incestuous seed flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could submerge in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, pop, yes !"I gasped as the strongest moving ridge yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my idea. My thought process swirled in Mary Baker Eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his gumshoe dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my pop. I loved them so practically. I nuzzled my nozzle against his, cooing in delight.

"Delilah,"he groaned."Oh, God, what did I just do ?"

He pulled away of me, his tool ripping out of my cunt 's embracing. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so hollow again. He stood up, his prick swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a thrill racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the storey and hit my eubstance. My pussy felt electrify. I gasped and groaned as pop shook his head.

"I ca n't believe I just fucked you,"he groaned."You 're my girl. You were a virgin."

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my twat."pappa, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his hard tool at me. His dick glistened with strange juice. It was n't H2O on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my pussy lips."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in shock. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his peter, smelling something tart and Delicious on him."I 'll always love you, dad !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his gumshoe into my mouth. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad affair to do. It was naughty, but this was my dada 's dick. His putz was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquidity tasted amazing.

I remembered the unknown dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my pussy juice on his shaft.

It did have the Sami woman of the street flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his grimace. I bobbed my oral sex up and down his dick. My lips sealed stringent about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a virgin again,"he groaned."How is that potential ?"

I popped my mouth off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, Daddy. You really are silly."

I sucked his stopcock back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so gamey as I nursed on him. I bobbed my heading, sliding my mouth up and down his cock. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the cap of my oral fissure and the face of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty dreams I sometimes had could be utilitarian. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

"red cent,"he groaned."This is like a aspiration. But better. You keep becoming a Virgo the Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could get it on you on your hands and knees, and you would go back to being my Virgin girl again."

I popped my oral fissure off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heat erupt inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a respectable girl. If you need me to do it, I will. rightfield now."

"God facilitate me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to have it away you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't conceive I get to pop your cherry again."

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my posterior at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my pipe dream. She had big tits and blonde hair. Nothing like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my organic structure. It made me quiver. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his stopcock against my pussy. Right against my Virgo the Virgin form. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this skanky aching inside of me.

I think I needed an coming to satiate it. My first.

"tinker's damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my Hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You roll in the hay how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure torso ?"

"Does it arrive at you felicitous, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. ejaculate on, Daddy, you can hold it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

I groaned as I felt my cherry stretching and stretching and stretching and then it popped.

I gasped as pop slid his cock into me for the first clip. I groaned as he stretched out my cunt. My anatomy expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my clitoris. I gasped as sparks of pleasure fusillade through me. My lowly white meat jiggled.

My finger's breadth clenched against the diffused carpet. I groaned as pop drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his peter escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. to a greater extent and to a greater extent of his shaft left me until only his tip remained.

And then he thrust back into me. He filled me again, rocking me forward.

I whimpered, my brown tomentum swaying about my nerve. My hips wiggled, stirring my spoil puss around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So stick. He groaned and gasped, fucking me surd. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

"Delilah !"He groaned."Oh, god, femme fatale, you feel amazing !"

I beamed in delight. I was so beaming I could make him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My puss squeezed around him, welcoming his prick every fourth dimension he buried into me. Little undulation of pleasure washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would have a on-key delight when my papa came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot dip of his prick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this bliss could I have ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my honest-to-goodness brother, truncheon, standing at the entrance of the livelihood room. He wore merely a couplet of boxers, his trunk young and muscular, his hair Saame shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't consider what he was seeing. pop groaned, holding me close, his prick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my pelvis around his shaft, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his cock in and out of me.

"Jesus, you 're fucking enchantress ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a harlot but—"

"Your sister is n't a tart !"pop roared."She 's a good young lady. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't give up myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"red cent,"Billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the star sign, showing off those big bosom of hers, like she was teasing me to know her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her mouth rightfulness now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't portion her Dad ..."

His terror hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"Daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could fuck her mouth."

"I 'll do it, Billy,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for papa. I 'm a goodness girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his pugilist. His cock flopped out, as difficult as papa 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as truncheon brought his prick finisher to my mouth. I opened wide of the mark and swallowed my brother 's gumshoe. I was a near young lady. I was just helping out my household. I loved my pappa and my buddy.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair's-breadth. He slammed his pecker deep into me, fucking my mouth like dada fucked my pussy. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous bang ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billystick 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on dad 's cock. I wiggled my pelvic arch, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting cock while pappa pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

They were both using me. Fucking me. I was making them both happy.

I sucked as hard as I could on baton 's hawkshaw. He groaned, his muscular pectus rippling above me. bilgewater ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouthpiece. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty ambition. I shuddered, my hip wiggling back and Forth, stirring dad 's peter around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, fiddling harlot,"baton groaned.

"She 's not a tart !"dad growled, slamming his dick hard and mysterious into my cunt."She 's your loving, little sister. obedience her."

"Sure,"billystick groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my shaft for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to burst in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to detonate. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so happy. To satisfy amazing. I squeezed my deflowered puss around pa 's thrusting peter. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my oculus shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his rooster farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my oesophagus. Before I knew it, his boneheaded pubic hair was rubbing into my sass and his balls were smacking into my Chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a cock, adulteress,"he growled.

"She is not a slut !"dada howled as he buried his shaft in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around dad 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around billy goat 's tool. I sucked hard as pappa rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. light volley before my eyes.

The delight was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new wafture of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my crony 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His clump smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

"God fucking damn, I love the way she moans,"my pal groaned."I ca n't take much more of this."

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned dad."hoot, she 's great. So compressed and juicy. It 's the second gear meter I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry tree again."

My pal groaned. My pa growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my throat. The jizz filled my snatch and mouth. I gulped down my buddy 's salty load while my puss milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my mind. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous source while daddy filled my slit with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My climax intensified so lots, I could n't consider. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. quiver raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't get laid how yearn I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my slit and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and pa. The prickling intensified around my pussycat, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered loose. The risque dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's peter while pappa fucked me strong from behind.

"Go ahead, give her pussy a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly require your sloppy seconds,"Billy said.

"Oh, you 'll observe that she 's pure. She 's a virgin, are n't you, Delilah ?"

I rolled onto my back, staring up at my chum and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my second joint, my finger's breadth parting my twat lips adorned by my diffused down of dark-brown whisker. I nudged my hymen."See, no pecker has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my saturated little girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

I beamed."I 'll always be your Virgo, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you. You 're just hone now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp mother fucker of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virgin astuteness. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other unity did n't count.

They were only gamey dreams.

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The figure quivered with inflammation. The conjuring trick was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first meter was intoxicating. The possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the side by side pair it had prepared, full of its mischievous illusion. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The public figure stroked across the textile, caressing the two parole. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The chassis smiled, bore to drop off these step-in. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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