Cool Nox air drifted through the receptive window, pleasantly chilling her warm, damp, freshly showered skin.
She stepped into the bedroom, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the toilet paries to the receptive window.
She stood before the windowpane closing her eyes and breathing deeply of the clean air. The silence of the nighttime was broken only by the chirping of the crickets in the surrounding fields and the occasional call of a night shuttlecock in the forest.
It 's so peaceable and quiet, Kristen thought. So much skillful than the city. I made the right telephone call. Even Chelsea is starting to wish it here.
A soft smile playing at the recession of her back talk as she replayed the events of the go six months.
Her generally calm, venerating, levelheaded daughter had erupted at the decision to move out of the city.
Chelsea had thrown every cliche in the book at her mother. When they failed, she pleaded for enough time to graduate side by side class. Finally resorting to the `` I will be eighteen by then and you ca n't micturate me '' tactic.
Eventually, the fit subsided. Chelsea finished her junior twelvemonth of gamy schooling and celebrated her 18th birthday in the new sign of the zodiac a hebdomad later.
In the calendar month since, Chelsea had gotten a portion time job, made a couple friends and settled in.
It 's going to be okay, Kristen assured herself, turning from the window.
She unwrapped the towel, dropping it on the floor with her sweat dampened workout clothes. She lifted her eyes, trying to find her pajamas, and caught her reflectivity in the full length mirror directly across the room.
Her blue eyes moved from her honey blond curls to her small, pedicured feet as she approached the antique mirror.
Not bad, she thought as she looked at her observation. No grey hair. No furrow. Not bad for thirty seven.
I still have pretty courteous tits too, Kristen said to herself as she reached up and began fondling her c cup breasts. They may not be as in high spirits as they used to be but, they still feel good.
My pap are still as aegir as always, she thought, feeling them harden against her medal. She moved her hands and looked at her long, dusky pink mammilla. She traced a digit around her areola and over the voiceless, sore crown of her nipples.
They are n't all that 's eager, Kristen thought as a lovingness spread between her stage.
Feeling a fiddling naughty, and more aroused for feeling that way, Kristen began to skid her mightily manus down her tummy and over the smooth, hair free skin above her wet pussy.
She pulled her paw away from her pussy and let go of her tit as an mind formed in her mind.
Where did I put it, she asked herself as her center darted around the room.
Not the W.C., she said, dismissing the huge, mostly bare blank space with a glance at the slightly open air door. I think in there, she decided.
Feeling naughty and excited, Kristen hurried past the closet to the tall, white dresser. She opened the second drawer down and began digging through the hatful of seldom fatigue wearing apparel.
There it is, she thought triumphantly as she pulled the brightness blue angel, silk nighty from the butt of the pile.
She closed the draftsman and, turning toward the bed, slipped the nighty over her head.
The silk felt cool and smooth as the garment fell into office against her bare skin.
Kristen felt even naughtier, aphrodisiac and More aroused as she looked down at herself.
The low cut, swooning blue textile looked beneficial against the smooth, creamy hide of her breasts. Her farsighted, difficult nipples stood out in stark relief against the thin, Christ Within silk. Below her breasts, the garment curved with her body, accentuating her hourglass figure and cycle butt before ending just high enough on her thighs to not bear witness her ass cheeks.
I have to see, she thought, intending to go to the mirror.
A big, strong man 's hand clamped down on her mouth from behind, grinding her lips against her tooth and yanking her backward against him.
Kristen wanted to fight down, wanted to cry, wanted to stand in any way but, her panic frozen torso refused to obey her shrieking and jumbled psyche.
`` You just be nice and still, '' said a deep, gravelly vocalization in her ear. `` You do what I say, you and the cutie down the hall are going to add up out alive. You do n't, '' the voice trailed off and a silenced pistol slid into her vision.
Chelsea, her mind screamed.
`` Understand me, '' the vocalisation growled as the barrel of the gun pressed hard against her head.
Chelsea, oh God Chelsea, her mind cried out as tears fell from her centre. She nodded her read/write head as vigorously as his hand would let.
`` Good, that 's good, '' he said, returning to a softer tincture. `` I am going to let go of you. When I do, you just sit down on the bed real courteous, got it ? ``
Kristen nodded again and felt him let her go cautiously.
She stepped forward, turned and sat on the bed feeling exposed in the lean nighty. She looked up at the unknown man through tear streaked eyes.
His face was covered in, what looked to her like, a black goalie mask with some sort of mesh covering his eyes. He was tall and powerfully built, dwarfing her 5'2 ''.
`` Now, you might get the estimation to make a run for it. Before you do, call back about the petty cutie. There is a very small chance that I could lose you with a heater if you were running but, being tied up like she is, I surely wo n't miss her. Get me ? ``
`` Yes, '' Kristen muttered.
`` Good, glad we understand each other. Now, I am going to ask some questions. You answer honestly. What is your epithet ? ``
`` Kristen. ``
`` Kristen, nice, classic. You may call me, Leo. What is the cutie 's gens ? ``
`` Chelsea, '' Kristen said through a sob.
`` Chelsea your daughter ? ``
`` Yes, are you going to hurt us, '' Kristen burst out sobbing.
`` I am asking the questions, '' Leo growled. `` How old are you and Chelsea ? ``
`` I am thirty seven, she is only fifteen, please do n't, ''
Theodore Harold White light erupted in Kristen 's heading as his left fist shot forward, connecting with her temple.
`` I told you not to lie Kristen, '' he said, pointing the gun menacingly. `` I know she just turned xviii. I know where you both work. I know where you both hang out. I know an awful lot. Now, excuse for lying. ``
`` I 'm sorry I lied, '' Kristen mumbled to her lap, her care for herself and, more importantly, Chelsea growing deeper.
`` Good. Now, who is the sexy little nighty for ? ``
`` It 's, it 's for ... me, '' she stammered, resisting the urge to try for a patrol ship's officer beau lie.
`` Yeah ? Does it prepare you finger sexy, '' Leo teased.
Kristen nodded her head, embarrassed.
`` It makes you reckon sexy, '' he said. `` Stand up for me. ``
`` Please, '' she pleaded, looking up at the black spots where his eyes should be. `` I have a little money and some jewelry. It 's yours if you want but please, leave me and Chelsea alone ? ``
`` I said stand up, '' he growled, pointing the gun at her face.
Kristen stood up slowly, feeling the silk of her nighty rising and clinging to her trunk as she did.
`` Money and jewelry, '' he said, chuckling disdainfully.
Kristen dropped her arms to her sides and stood in figurehead of him. She could feel his hidden eyes crawling over her body.
`` Yes, very pretty, '' he said. `` twirl for me. ``
Kristen turned as quickly as she felt safe turning, not wanting him out of sight.
`` Much better than money and, jewelry ca n't do this, '' he said, gesturing at the front of his pants.
Kristen looked down at the swelling pushing against his denim, it 's presence confirming her fear.
`` Oh God please no, '' she said in a mumbled, begging rush.
`` How could I not, '' Leo taunted. `` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror. ``
Kristen glanced up at the disguise face in shock before dropping her gaze, embarrassed.
`` Yeah, I watched it all, '' he bragged. `` See, I waited until you left for your run and let myself in the rear door. By the way, the bull turtle statue is n't very clever. Anyway, I came upstairs, tied up Chelsea and waited in that big, dingy closet. Never thought I would get such a show but, I am not complaining. ``
Kristen stared at her feet, split of guiltiness and ignominy rolling down her cheeks. If I had n't left that damn key. If I had stopped to spill the beans to my daughter.
`` Now, do what you were doing in the mirror, '' he commanded, taking a few steps backward in order to pull the wing back chair away from the wall. `` Over the nighty will be fine for now. No want to rush things, '' he added, sitting down in the crimson colored chair.
Kristen lowered her regard to the floor, raised her trembling hands and cupped her breasts. Her nipple stabbed into her palms, harder from awe than she ever remembered from rousing but, utterly numb to her mite.
`` When was the last time you had sex Kristen, '' he asked, leaning back in the chair.
`` Four years and three months, '' she promptly replied.
`` A sultry, sexy thing like you, '' Leo said in shock. `` In that time I bet you could have found a thousand men who would love to know you ! Men of all age ! Your age, former. hell on earth, I bet you could fuck a hundred guy your daughter 's age if you wanted to be a cougar ! So, why so long without dick ? ``
`` That was when my hubby died, '' she replied, fighting back tears.
`` Well, I 'm sorry to try that, '' he said in mock sympathy. `` Step closer, '' he added, gesturing with the pistol.
Kristen stepped close, doing her sound, despite her care and embarrassment, to act sexy and sensual.
`` What was his public figure, '' Leo asked.
`` St. David, '' she whispered as fresh, hot tears spilled from her eyes.
`` Let 's get a hand a trivial crushed, '' he instructed.
She swallowed hard and forced her in good order hand downward, feeling his regard on the place where her extremely hard pap pushed against the thin silk.
`` Was he a big guy like me or a minor guy, '' Leo asked, switching the gun to his pass on hand.
`` Big. Almost as big as you, '' she replied, wishing he would n't ask anything else about the content.
`` So, you like big guy rope, '' he said enthusiastically. `` That 's good for me, '' he chuckled.
Kristen 's paw stopped trailing down the silk at the top of her slit.
`` Rub yourself through the nighty, '' he ordered, placing his veracious mitt on the huge bulge in his jeans.
Kristen 's middle finger's breadth wrapped itself in silk as she pushed it between the mouth of her bald pussy. She caressed her clit seductively despite how dry her slit was.
`` Show me those titties, '' he said thickly. `` stoppage rubbing them and deplume your nighty down so I can see. ``
Kristen pulled the top of her nighty down, exposing her breasts as she continued to rub at her dry, unaroused pussy.
`` You have magnificent titmouse, '' he said, sounding sincere. `` But, those nipples ! I have seen a lot of titties and the nipples on them but, I have only seen one set as long, suckable, abusable and aphrodisiacal as yours, '' he stated, rubbing the bulge of his cock a footling faster.
Kristen flushed, embarrassed by her photograph and self conscious of her unusually long pap.
`` Lift up your nighty and demo me your twat, '' he ordered.
Her flush deepening, Kristen slowly lifted the hem of her nighty. The silk slid up, exposing her smooth, bald-pated pussy footling by trivial, eventually exposing it completely.
`` open air your legs, '' Leo instructed. `` I said render me your cunt and I meant all of it. ``
Kristen complied, spreading her thighs apart, exposing her most private body theatrical role to the masked stranger.
`` red cent, '' he said appreciatively. `` That 's a very jolly twat. Four years must regrow virginity, '' he said, laughing.
Kristen looked down, taking note of how much harder he rubbed his cock.
`` If your cunt is that pretty, I ca n't wait to get a looking at at Chelsea 's, '' he exclaimed.
`` No, please, '' Kristen begged. `` You can do anything you want to me and I will do anything you say but, please, leave behind my daughter alone. ``
`` I will do anything I want to you, and your little girl, and the two of you will do anything I say or, I will do affair that make you care you had, '' he said in menacing seriousness.
Not my niggling miss, Kristen pleaded silently. Not my shy, sweet girl.
`` Now, here is what comes following, '' Leo said, grabbing her attention. `` You are going to go in the bath and pretty yourself up. Do your hair and makeup nice and sexy.
`` You will be in there for twenty dollar bill mo. When I say come out, you better come out fast and sexy. If you try to come out early or come out not finished or too slowly, I will hurt your daughter. Do you see Kristen ? ``
`` Yes, '' she replied, fear for her daughter choking her words.
`` Good, 20 arcminute starts now, '' he said.
Kristen walked quickly into the bathroom, shutting the room access behind her. She turned, leaning an arm against the door, she buried her face in the outlaw of her elbow and sobbed silently.
Something thumped against the door, rattling the handle.
The chair from my vanity, she guessed. I 'm most probable locked in, she thought. Unwilling to test the theory and risk of exposure Chelsea, Kristen began doing as he had instructed. She began gathering her makeup as the stereo in her bedroom came to life. Country euphony playing, Kristen focused on her labor.
`` Kristen, rick off the Light and come out now, '' he commanded through the threshold upon which she leaned.
Kristen moved as quickly as she could, flipping the light up switching and pushing the door open.
Her eyes, accustomed to the brightness of the john, where momentarily blind in the subduedness of her standard candle lit bedchamber.
`` Chelsea, '' she cried as her eyes adjusted enough to see her saltation and gagged daughter.
The petite lady friend tried to cry out to her female parent, the words becoming a meaningless squeal against the immense glob gag that stretched her jaw uncomfortably.
`` Oh my God Chelsea, '' Kristen said, sobbing as she dropped to her genu in front man of her president bound daughter.
`` You did good in the bathroom, '' he said to Kristen. `` You look very aphrodisiacal. Now, I will take the gag out of Chelsea 's mouth. You have ten minutes to do the same to her. Go, '' he said, unwrapping the gag.
Kristen wasted no time, consoling her frightened girl as she applied makeup and fixed the girl 's tangle blonde curls.
`` Not bad, '' Leo said after ten minutes. `` Now, I want you to look over there, '' he said, gesturing to the chamber door.
Kristen looked, after a moment, seeing the boards across the doorway. They where locked in.
`` Just wanted you to be aware, '' he said. `` Now, Kristen, attached to the footboard of your bed are handlock. I want you in them. ``
She hesitated only a minute, quickly recognizing the threat his handwriting on Chelsea implied.
Kristen sat on the bed and handcuff herself tightly, twisting to do so.
`` Good, '' Leo said. `` Now, I 'm going to unlace you Chelsea and, while I do, you are going to answer a few head. mummy, would you care to tell her the residuum ? ``
`` Whatever he asks sister, tell him the truth. Please, '' Kristen stressed to her daughter.
`` Do you have a fellow Chelsea, '' he asked, kneeling to begin releasing her ankles.
`` No, '' the girl replied softly.
`` No, '' he said in mock amazement. `` Pretty female child like you ? Have you ever had a young man ? ``
`` Yeah, one, '' she answered.
`` Just one ? So, have you ever had sex ? ``
`` No, '' the shy girl whispered.
`` What have you done sexually with boys ? ``
`` Tell him baby, '' Kristen said, sending her daughter 's hesitation.
`` wellspring, I kissed three different boys, '' Chelsea began slowly, trying to be as honest as possible. `` I let two touch my boobs, '' she admitted, blushing. `` And, I touched ones gumshoe and let him touch my cunny lips, '' she blurted. Her rosiness darkened as she shot embarrass glances at her mother.
`` Just your lips, '' Leo asked. `` He did n't put his finger in your pussy ? ``
`` No, '' Chelsea replied, shaking her fountainhead.
`` Have you ever had anything in your hole, '' he asked.
`` Yes, '' she whispered, flexing and rubbing her now gratis hands.
Chelsea hesitated, shooting a glance at her mom.
`` Tell him, '' Kristen shouted, afraid of her getting hurt.
`` I put my mom 's toy in me sometimes, '' Chelsea muttered, her face turning scarlet.
`` Go get it, '' he instructed.
Chelsea rose stiffly and crossed the elbow room to her mom 's nighttime stand. She opened the drawer, pulled out the small, white vibrator and took it back to the big, cloak stranger.
`` That 's it, '' he asked laughing. `` This is barely big enough to pop your cherry ! You are going to find great, '' he said, rubbing the massive bulge.
reverence crossed Chelsea 's face as his Book sank in. Tears built in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks slowly.
`` lease me, '' Kristen cried. `` Leave her alone and necessitate me ! ``
Leo grabbed a fistful of Chelsea 's hair and yanked the crying teens head back painfully.
`` What did I tell you before, '' he growled to Kristen. `` You can help her do what I want or, I can hurt her and induce her do it. Your choice Mommy, '' he said, punctuating the threat by dragging the girl 's head word back farther.
`` okey, I 'll cooperate, '' Kristen agreed, ineffective to see her daughter in pain.
`` good, '' he said, letting Chelsea go and coming to the bed. `` It 's easygoing if you cooperate. ``
Like magic, a key appeared in his hand. He unlocked Kristen 's cuffs.
Suddenly, Kristen noticed he was n't holding the gun. It was holstered on his hip, not easy to get but, it was a bit of hope.
Mother and daughter embraced as Leo sat back down in the wing back chair.
`` Kristen, bring in your daughter over here, '' he instructed after a moment.
Hand in manus, they stood before him.
`` Chelsea, I want to see you in your bra and panties, '' he said. `` Kristen, get her that way or I will. ``
`` It 's okay baby, '' Kristen said to her scared, shy daughter. `` See ? I 'm pretty practically naked already. ``
She pulled the girl 's T-shirt up and over her read/write head, uncovering her midget upper berth body and a thickly padded pink bra.
`` one-half way there, '' she said encouragingly as she helped her daughter pull down and, abuse out of, her white pyjama shorts, exposing the young lady 's ovalbumin thong.
Kristen smiled at her chagrined girl, trying to be brave for her.
`` Do you girls know how sexy you are, '' Leo asked, letting his heart play over them from behind his mask.
female parent and daughter shook their heads in unintentional unison.
`` Well, I know, '' he said, rubbing his palm down the length of his straining cock.
`` Chelsea, come sit on my lap, '' he instructed the girl.
The missy obeyed reluctantly, sitting down with her firm, round, barely covered ass on the rigour of his cock.
`` That 's dainty, '' he said, lightly caressing her bare skin. `` Kristen, undress for me. ``
Kristen took a deep breathing spell and began to slip out of her silk nighty, watching as the man who called himself Leo touched her little girl, slowly pushing his prick against her butt.
`` Is n't your mommy sexy, '' he asked the girlfriend on his lap.
`` Yes, '' she replied reluctantly.
`` Now, it 's your turn to loose some apparel, '' he said, unhooking her bra with one hand. `` Take it off and show me your sexy trivial titties, '' he instructed.
Chelsea slipped her bra off and, at his insistence, turned sideways on his lap.
`` Oh my God, '' he said in awe. `` You have such courteous little boob ! And look, long pap like your momma. ``
Kristen looked at her topless daughter. Her round, a cup tits were chirpy and firm and, topped with unusually long nipples.
Chelsea returned her mother 's gaze, for the first prison term actually looking at her mom 's breasts.
`` Come here Kristen, '' Leo commanded, running his hand up Chelsea 's petite body and covering her perky piffling tit with his big helping hand.
Kristen stepped closemouthed, watching helplessly as the masked man groped her daughter.
`` sense of touch each other 's tits, '' he said, taking one of Kristen 's in his gratuitous paw. He rubbed his cock against Chelsea 's ass as he played with their tits.
It 's like playing with my booby when I was thirteen, Kristen thought as she placed her hand on her daughter 's diminished, unfluctuating breast.
Chelsea put her hired man on her mummy 's tit and began to rub. She had always been overjealous of bigger chested girls and had secretly wondered what big boobs felt like.
`` Kristen, shew me your baby girl 's snatch, '' Leo ordered, grabbing Chelsea 's other tit. He began gently rolling the girl 's long nipple between his fingers.
Kristen pulled her daughter 's panties off and coaxed her peg apart.
`` Very fuck nice, '' Leo said. `` Kristen, looking at your trivial miss 's pussy. ``
Kristen looked between her girl 's spread peg, right at her bald, puffy pussy.
Leo caressed the girl 's pussy lips, while her female parent watched. Slowly, he slipped his finger into her pussy, letting Kristen see her daughter 's fat pussy wrap itself around his big, molesting fingerbreadth.
Chelsea tensed on his lap as he rubbed her dry slit.
`` Okay miss, to the bed, '' he ordered.
Once on the bed, Leo lay the lady friend on either face of him. His big, knock-down hired man grabbed and touched the blonde mother and girl everywhere.
`` Kristen, take my peter out, '' he commanded.
Kristen moved down the bed and unzipped Leo 's jeans. She reached inside and pulled out his vast cock.
She starred at it for a present moment, shocked not at the impressive size but, at the similarities between this cock and her latterly husband's.
In size and chassis, they were selfsame. The only departure being that, Jacques Louis David was n't fully circumcised like this man and, the birthmark she had loved to kiss was n't above the stranger 's balls.
`` Too big for you, '' Leo teased.
`` No, '' Kristen answered.
`` Was your fellow cock that big, '' he asked Chelsea.
`` Not even close, '' she replied, starring at the telling member.
`` Go down there with your mama, '' he instructed the girl. `` Kristen, demonstrate your girl how to handle a real stopcock. ``
`` Give me your hired hand infant, '' Kristen said to her daughter, taking the little girl 's small hand and wrapping it around the irradiation of his cock. `` Rub up and down like I am, '' she instructed.
`` Kristen, show her how to suck peter, '' he ordered, pulling the silenced pistol from it 's holster and aiming it at Chelsea 's head. `` And keep in mind, you bite, I shoot. You squeeze my balls I shoot. You do anything but hand me the advantageously cock sucking of your life-time, I shoot. Got it ? ``
`` Yes, '' she answered, angry and scared but, powerless.
`` watch mommy, '' she said to her daughter as she opened her mouth wide-eyed and took his pecker inside.
It had been geezerhood since she had sucked a shaft but, after her jaw loosened, she realized she had n't forgotten how.
Despite the choler and fear, Kristen focused on the job at hand. She sucked, licked and, gagged on the alien 's cock trying to get it over with.
Kristen was so focused, she did n't note how intently her girl was watching. The little girl 's rarity and orphic sex movement held far more superpower than her fear of the gun.
`` Your footling young woman wants to try, '' Leo said, noticing Chelsea 's stare.
Kristen pulled her mouthpiece off his rooster and looked at her girl.
`` Okay baby, just put it in your mouth and suck. Do n't rub your teeth and do n't bite down, '' she instructed the girl.
This is so know wrongly, Kristen thought, watching her girl slowly wrap her mouth around a strange man 's massive dick.
She is a instinctive, Kristen thought as her girl began giving a smut style blowjob.
`` Make her swallow my cum, '' Leo ordered Kristen as his cock pumped into Chelsea 's mouth.
`` Swallow baby, '' Kristen urged. `` Do n't spit it out, swallow it like a unspoiled little girl. ``
roll in the hay me, Kristen thought. I just told my own daughter to swallow cum like a good girl.
You are also being raped, another voice said.
Kristen could n't argue that and pushed the thoughts away as she watched her daughter withdraw her first mouthful of cum.
`` Your picayune girl is a natural, '' Leo said, unknowingly echoing Kristen 's thought.
Maybe he will be done now, she hoped.
Leo holstered the side arm and gestured his victims to him. Without warning, he reached between their legs, slipping his finger between their pussy lips.
`` Still a yoke of dry cunts, '' he remarked, continuing to rub them. `` It wo n't be very long before I 'm ready to take a teenager 's virginity. ``
Chelsea began to cry softly, understanding the threat in his Holy Scripture.
Leo pulled his bridge player back, smiling behind his mask. Either Kristen would get her daughter wet or, he would force his Brobdingnagian cock into her dry, Virgin slit. It was a win win position for him.
He is going to rape my girl and there is cipher I can do, Kristen told herself. I ca n't get the gun free fast enough, we could n't get out fast enough, he is going to conduct my child girl 's virginity by rape.
The lone thing I can do for sure is make it less painful, she thought. Even if it is wrong.
`` Chelsea, lay down baby, '' Kristen instructed her daughter.
`` Why mom, '' Chelsea asked, laying back slowly.
`` Just lay down, '' Kristen said firmly.
Chelsea lay back, her knees up and together, her perky little boob pointed at the roof, her dingy eyes on her mother.
Kristen pushed her daughter 's ramification apart and began moving between them.
`` No mum, '' Chelsea cried, trying to shut her legs. `` You ca n't do that ! It 's faulty ! ``
`` sister, this man is going to rape you, '' Kristen said bluntly.
`` I know mommy, '' Chelsea replied, trying to be brave.
`` If he does it while you are dry, it 's going to hurt a lot more. If I lick you, I can make you wet. It wo n't anguish as lots, '' Kristen explained.
`` I know all that, '' Chelsea said. `` It 's just, people say it 's unseasonable and, ''
`` I do n't care about people, '' Kristen said, cutting her daughter off. `` I care about you so, relax, forget about what is mighty or wrong and try to enjoy it, '' she told her girl. Like I am going to try and enjoy it, she added to herself.
Chelsea let her mom spread her legs and get between them.
pretend it 's not your daughter, Kristen urged herself. hazard that the pretty footling pussy belongs to one of the girls St. David used to bring home. inferno, just focus on that plump, tight, bald, perfect slight cunt.
Kristen felt her own twat get affectionate as she slipped her lingua between the plump sassing of her girl 's pussy. She took her time, easing the girl into it. Her warm, wet tongue worked it 's way into the adolescent 's cunt little by little.
Kristen licked at the border of her girl 's yap then, licked up to her clit, lapping at the still petty bud gently.
She looked up and directly into her little girl 's eyes as her tongue dipped into the scuttle of her hole.
Warm, slippery, mellifluous tasting liquidness covered Kristen 's tongue as her daughter became horny while they looked at each other.
Kristen felt a growing wetness between her legs too as the combination of affair and naughtiness aroused her fiercely.
Kristen glanced sideways, her center going directly to Leo 's Brobdingnagian, hard cock.
`` Get your tongue out of your daughter 's cunt you nasty whore, '' he growled. `` That fix is mine. ``
Kristen moved reluctantly and lay beside her frightened daughter.
`` mummy, '' the miss whispered.
`` What baby, '' Kristen asked.
`` If I liked that, am I bad, '' Chelsea asked nervously.
`` Not any more bad than me, '' Kristen replied smiling. `` I liked it too. ``
Leo positioned himself between Chelsea 's legs, lining his massive cock up to her modest, virgin cunt.
Kristen wrapped her weapons system around her daughter, holding her as he thrust the read/write head of his hawkshaw into her.
Chelsea tensed a little but, because of her mommy 's knife, it did n't injure to much.
Kristen watched the big cock reaching her daughter 's petty pussy, watched it cultivate it 's way deeper and deeper into her.
Leo began to thrust in retentive, harder strokes. He pulled his cock almost all the way out then, thrust it forward, slamming into the lady friend 's consistence laborious enough to construct her tiny nipple jiggle.
Chelsea closed her eyes and let her body react. Let her pussy find the pleasure in the pounding colza. She began moaning softly, shocking her mother.
Now is the clock time, a voice said in Kristen 's capitulum as she watched both Chelsea and, more importantly, Leo loose themselves in the moment.
His gun is on the other position, she realized.
She thought fast and acted faster.
Kristen reached up quickly, grabbing Leo 's mask and ripping it off as he came in her daughter 's pussy.
`` Oh my fucking God no, '' she blurted as she recognized the face behind the mask.
`` daddy, '' Chelsea questioned in a aghast scream.
`` Hi young woman, '' he said as his monumental dick finished pumping cum into his daughter 's cunt.
`` You are, ''
`` Dead, '' he said, finishing Kristen 's mentation. `` Well, legally, '' he said, slipping his cock out of his daughter and crawling off of her.
`` papa, how ? Why, '' Chelsea finally managed.
`` I guess I can try to explain, '' David said, putting his softening cock away. `` There is a lot you girls never knew about me. You never knew about my illegal body process or connections. You never knew what I really did for a livelihood and, you never knew about my kinsperson incest tradition.
`` A picayune over four and a one-half years ago, some very bad people decided they wanted me, and my family line, dead. At the same metre, I had a beautiful girl, blossoming into a beautiful and aphrodisiacal woman. I had tried to go forth my kinsperson tradition behind but, it became hard. So, with the great unwashed wanting me dead and my needing to go, I faked my expiry. ``
`` You faked your last to protect the daughter you just raped, '' Kristen screamed.
`` It 's all I have thought about for long time, '' he said quietly. `` Introducing you to my family 's taboo tradition. This was the only way I could make it happen. ``
Kristen 's idea reeled with conflicting emotions. She wanted to call, cry, kill David and hug him.
`` daddy, '' Chelsea said softly. `` I 'm happy you came back, '' she said, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her defenseless body against him.
The chaos in Kristen 's mind stilled suddenly as she stopped fighting the truth. She was glad he was back too and, she could get used to dark like this .