Daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A account of the Institute of exaltation research
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pappa
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for Beta reading this !

Deidre Icke, chair of the Institute of nonesuch enquiry, marched through the Charles Martin Hall of her office building, the florescent lights flickering, the walls painted a mellowly beige. At a 1st coup d'oeil, it could pass for any office building in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the globe would change. She 'd pursue in the footfall of her wise man, Dr. Henry Blavatsky, and check the awakening of humans would happen.

That the deity would return, created by technology. Beings determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the not bad invention of man chronicle : the halo.

She opened a doorway labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, odd to learn what the third gear God would teach humankind. The deterrent example of the second still had her organic structure prickling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thighs from beneath her skirt. In her rush to see who the next subject was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"how-do-you-do, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the twin eighteen-year-olds sitting at the séance table, a crystal ball between them. The dark-coated girls held each other 's hands, their oculus still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's spirit. Through the wife of Deidre 's wise man and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to yield the XII anchor ring to.

"little girl,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to King James Maxwell sitting at a estimator, two monitors before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"James said, an affable man in his other mid-forties, hair as dark as his two daughters."Here is Subject 3."

A Facebook profile filled the computing machine silver screen of a man of James 's age, his pilus sandy-blond. His visibility word picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her forties and looking in great soma for a woman of her age. Deidre ignored the adult female, studying the man, his drear eyes bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"James said,"married, father of four daughters. Resident of Albuquerque, New Mexico. United States Department of Defense contractor out at flannel Sands."

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

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

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

"rightfulness away. It 'll hold six hours for the droning to get in 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 River said.

She gave a squint glance at Saint James the Apostle 's twins."Hoping for a Revelation similar to the finish two Goddesses ? Or will our first male God direction on something other than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall follow,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty helping hand on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a hug. His daughters were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her dead body tingling with idea of her two children.

She had fourth dimension to savor her fry before writing her subject matter to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"Crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old girl barreling past me, her blonde hair streaming behind her. I pressed against the wall, trying not to stare at her tankful top and the small breasts bouncing beneath. Did she bury a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friends. Before I could even agitate off the paries, I heard my daughter 's feet slapping down the stairs before she practically crashed into the front door just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

flare of my daughter and her nubile friend, a dark-coated female child with big bosom, 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 eighteen three days ago, I 'd begun to notice my girl. First the similitude as they matured, then watch glass last year, and now even Kitty, my youthful just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

Kitty 's head popped out of her threshold at the end of the hallway, sandy blonde hair's-breadth gathered in counterpart pigtails before falling off her articulatio humeri and down her developing chest. Blue middle met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

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

Now that she was older, it was grueling not growing erect when she snuggled her short, petite underframe on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a head shorter than either of the similitude.

"Is Jessica here ?"Kitty pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my dick so firmly as I realized my girl wore a spaghetti strap top of wan pink, the tight wearable clinging to her budding breast. Like her older sisters, she dressed to show off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"Kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the brief coup d'oeil of her bubbly butt in a pair of tight short shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture living in a house with four barely legal but sexy girl. I never thought I was a degenerate, a man who could crave after his own anatomy, but I was. I tried to centre on my wife, but I could n't stop thinking about our girls.

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

My hands went to the washing hamper, ripping it open. An categorization of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the first pair of panty I could, white with red strawberry mark on it. pool 's panties.

The pureness of her underwear made my dick throb even harder. I double-checked the doorway was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hall, Crystal and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedroom adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, Holy Scripture blunted by the wall into murmuring noise, the babbling of two delirious brooks.

completion my eyes, I pictured my innocent pool sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact pair of panties I now wrapped about my dick. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underclothing up and down my dick, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing firmly beneath my butt ?"she asked with such pureness, looking over her shoulder at me, blue eye so curious.

"Nothing,"I muttered, my dick aching as I rubbed her scanty on her. This same combat of cloth had pressed against her pussy recently, absorbing any of her agitation, wreathed in her scent.

My dislodge hand gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her gumshoe into my stopcock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her kitty-cat, separated by her step-in, slid up and down my genitalia, stimulating me.

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

"Sorry, Daddy,"she whispered."It 's just that hard matter. It 's ..."

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her face in her manpower, grinding her pussy harder as her youthful body awakened to the sensations rippling out of her vernal cunny.

My egg ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panty rippling through my physical structure. The tip of my cock throbbed, stimulated by the tactile property of the cotton. I groaned, hand stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your twat ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in virtuous embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my girl squirming on my putz like that, grinding her puss against my prick separated by our clothing. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her voice growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your cunt flavor like ?"

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

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

And then, from my daughter lechatelierite 's way, came a feminine moan. It sounded so much like a speech sound my wife would get to in bed. My headspring whipped around, my ears prickling. That speech sound could n't experience come from my daughter 's elbow room. She had her Quaker Jessica in there and ...

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

The moans were tatty. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her Friend having lesbian sex for real ?

Another gasp, wide of sexual Energy, bled through the bulwark. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the wall, pressing my ear against it as my script flew up and down my peter, rubbing my former girl 's pantie into my aching cock.

I pictured quartz naked, her small titty jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thigh, brown hair spread out over my daughter 's thighs. Jessica licked my girl 's pussy, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of joy, throaty like her mother made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my tool. My clump unloaded. Cum soaked into my untried daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with watch glass and her friend having sex, my girl walloping, grinding her hot bitch against her friend 's thirsty mouth.

pleasance surged hot through me. I grunted with every blast of cum from my cock. I swayed, travail breaking out over my face. With a terminal groan, my pecker dribbled out the last of my jizz into kitty 's panties, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilty conscience struck me.

I ripped puss 's pantie from my tool, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to brush aside the moans from lechatelierite 's suite. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an sexual climax before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something soft smacking, like feminine lips kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's panties deep into the hamper, burying it far from the surface. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my married woman. She wore a duad of pie-eyed denim and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown hair tumbled in Curl about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her brain."You really should n't do that in the privy. The miss are awake."

My buttock grew redder.

"Sorry."

My married woman shook her school principal, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that."You 're wearing perfume to Pontius Pilate ?"

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

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

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

I opened my backtalk to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take in her to dinner, but she was out the door and gone before I could develop my intelligence. I shook my head, trying to banish the eldritch itching at the back of my creative thinker, when my phone buzzed. A text edition message. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

felicitation Michael Horne ! ! !

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

Well you 're in luck. Our patent Halo brain control technology will set aside you to assume restraint of the mass in your lifespan and mould them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing possibility. Out of all the billion of people in this humanity, we think you are one of the TWELVE lucky nominee to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulation and get ready to appropriate your new life !

Your package should arrive in moments by drone. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of the United States of The Institute of paragon enquiry

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

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

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twin had a youthfulness group get together. They were big into our local church.

"What about Crystal and Jessica ? They 're up in their elbow room making too much noise."

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

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the room access. Through the frost windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious face. Then she wrenched the room access afford, staring down at the Robert Brown box left on our doorstep, a white object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty bent-grass over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue unforesightful underdrawers. I groaned, seeing the fabric molding to her pussy. Did she skip her scanty, too ? My bantam girl did n't deflect her knees to scoop up the package, but her waist, so limber up she could fold her lithe consistency in half.

My prick throbbed as the text substance 's promise only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, Daddy,"she said, straitening and handing me the package."It 's light-headed than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take care of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"Okay, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no melodic theme the variety of behemoth her founding father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the clean-handed cunny between her thigh and earn her squeal.

I carried the package to my first floor office, closing the doorway behind me. With a folding tongue, I cut open the package. I pulled out the education manual, printed in a dozen unlike words. I opened it, reading through the proficient specifications.

If this was a dupery, it was damned good.

The glory, it turned out, was a nanite Colony that promised to switch my brainwaves and induce me to broadcast them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining dominance of them. The purpose was to make me a god.

Why would anyone want to take a crap me a god.

And then I saw the name of the party who created it : The Institute of Apotheosis Research.

apotheosis ... A Greek discussion that meant to go a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had other personal effects, boosting my immune scheme, curing any familial defect, giving me enhanced staying power, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too good to be reliable. I picked up the halo, the set smooth gold.

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

So I hooked it up to my scope.

It put out no electric signal. As far as I could tell, it was just a halo of gold. Delivered by drone. After receiving a unknown text message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a pioneer in cyberspace technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the internet site, talking about making the world a just space, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

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

My billet doorway opened. pussy popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, papa and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare feet padded on the rug then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the glory from off my digit, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, pop, you 're now a male monarch and ..."Her blue center widened. Her jaw dropped.

The halo burned around my head. I shuddered, the heating system reaching into my nous. Tingles raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a moment. My daughter backed away, her mitt covering her mouth.

"I 'm so good-for-naught, dad !"she gasped."I did n't opine ... Did I break it ?"

"Break it ?"I groaned, my center pounding. 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 daughter said, blinking.

Dissolved ? My paw shot to my head, feeling for the gold ring. zip. naught. It had vanished. Because it was a Colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the pedagogy manual said.

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

mentation prickled. My daughter frowned, her manus shooting to her psyche and rubbing it in set. Her eye were wide, her body trembled."I ca n't block off rubbing my mind, Daddy."

"control stick out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her consistence palpitation.

"You can stop doing both."My putz swelled to its replete hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped storage tank top, her budding bosom outlined by the pinko textile. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy needles prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her work force seizing the hem of her tankful top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, Daddy, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her straits, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than gibbousness rising from her breast, her nipples small and pink. I groaned at the plenty of them. My shaft tried to rip through my pants.

"pa !"She clutched her top to her tit, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't stop myself. I did n't desire to."Scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's okay, kitty,"I told her, my opinion fuzzing, prick, aching."Your dad loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you experience especial. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

easing explosion across her face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, Daddy. I 'm a good girl."

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

She did, exposing those immature breast again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a glad smiling, hands on her hips, proud of her developing body now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your shorts. Take those off,"I groaned, only a luminance tingle across my persuasion as my cortical potential rewrote hers.

"Of course, daddy !"she said even as her men moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot gasp down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A vague wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my brim, seeing the tight slit of her pussy.

pair of virginals tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my sprightliness. I stared at her barely legal snatch. Eighteen-year-old virgin cunny. I did n't understand why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't deal. I just wanted to enjoy the sweet beast before me.

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

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Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan Maxwell groaned as his two daughters stood beside him. Both twins had their hired man resting on his shoulders, watching the camera feed go alive. The first-class honours degree laggard had inserted a fiber optic spy cam through the wall of subject area 3 's bureau. On screenland, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, jackpot, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely effectual looker to the HD feed.

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

Mindy 's hand tightened on his shoulder."This is our new God 's commencement moral, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his twin daughters make passion. 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 daddy 's lap.

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

"Of line,"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 fork. My boxers and slacks separated us as I wrapped my manpower around my daughter 's organic structure, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my fingers.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

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

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips ineffective to halt moving. Her blue eyes opened wide."It feels like ... Is that your member ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or prick. Anything but member. Use adult words, honey."

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

"Yes,"I groaned."Your sexy organic structure made me hard."

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't have any knocker, and I 'm so short. I do n't even give hips."

"kitten, you are so cute and sexy,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's little missy, and I find you so hot. find how hard you 've made me."

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

"Where ?"I asked, my right hand sliding up to her budding titty. I squeezed the small mound and thumbed her mammilla."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."well, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't touch me, dada. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my thoughts fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to piss dada happy, right ?"

"Of course, Daddy,"she moaned, my thumb massaging slow circles about her hardening nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, daddy, the tingle are growing."

"Where ?"

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

I groaned, my impart hand sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy scrub. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my hawkshaw now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

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

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

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

My fingerbreadth moved lower, her flesh ontogeny hotter, surface-active agent. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her folds. She spasmed in my weaponry as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my mire. The heating grew. And then I felt her succus soaking through to my dick.

shucks, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my finger's breadth as I stroked her clit. Her moan echoed through my office staff. My dick throbbed in my slacks, drink in the feel of her hot cunny grinding on me, her schoolgirlish juice soaking through.

And her fresh musk filled the air, a new essence rising, making me thirsty to feast on her snatch.

"pappa, you 're making me palpate so strange,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing inside of me. It wants to explode."

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

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her physical structure shook, her legs kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my bulge. My finger danced on her clitoris, twisted her mammilla, stimulating her barely legal body.

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

"That 's it, Kitten. That 's your first orgasm !"

"Thank you, dad !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her trivial bud buried in her virgin sheepfold."Oh, Daddy ! Oh, it 's more awful than the Twin Falls claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

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

"dad !"she mewled, shuddering a final examination fourth dimension before she leaned back into me, her hips still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't deliver to worm 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 intense ! My cunny exploded, papa. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the best !"

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

"Oh, no, dad. 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 water pistol. That 's all your kitty-cat juices."

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

I shook my chief."No, you did n't. You made pappa palpate good."And then an approximation popped into my oral sex."But you did soak dada 's peter and balls. I need you to lick up all your ointment and mine. Just spread out my pants and rip down my boxers, then lick my cock clean of our ointment 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 eyes. She pulled down the zipper then worked off my pants, my boxers soaked, my dick still hard.

Aching.

The annulus worked as promise.

Kitty took a deep breathing time before grabbing the hem of my packer and tugging them down. Her blue heart widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening pussy juice. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the beat of my heart. The strong-arm materialisation of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, Daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxers off my pes, leaving me only in my wind cone.

She leaned in, her pocket-sized bridge player wrapping about it, finger's breadth so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath lavation over my gazump cock, my pubic haircloth matted by our juices.

And then she took a long lick up my shaft.

Her knife gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting pussy and cum for the get-go prison term. mettle piled before her glossa. She pulled it back into her mouth, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste good together, Daddy."

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

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

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the crown of my dick. She made me wiggle and groan. My eyes rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my pecker. Then she licked at the sides, lapping up our succus with such ingenuous eagerness. Her bubbly butt waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her tongue reached my frenulum, brushing the sensible beginning of my hammer 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink human body. This time, her mouth latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her nerve hollowing.

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

"Yes,"I gasped, her brim so warm about my prick."Just suckle my cock and ..."I winced."Mind your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever want to hurt papa with your teeth."

She moaned about my turncock, opening her mouth wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her lip down my shaft. Wet heaven bathed my cock. delight rushed through me. I grinned at my little girl sucking my cock, her oculus bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my dick. My piddling kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her hips, almost like she wished she had a seat to wag. I groaned, my dick pounding in the heaven of my daughter 's mouth.

Her impudence hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my ray of light and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my consistence. Such dainty heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitty,"I groaned."love life dada 's cock. Such a good girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her mitt stroked the base of my rooster, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. exaltation shot down my shaft. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My president creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a estimable hammer patsy, Kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy feel amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her blue eyes flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her hand fisted my tool faster, brushing her brim as they bobbed up and down my shaft. The suction reached into my musket ball, tugging at the cum in them.

A third orgasm in one evening. I loved the ring.

"Daddy 's going to flood your sass with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow every drop like a good girlfriend,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my ripe girl, kitten. Mmm, Daddy 's going to give you so much cream."

She sucked so hard, so tidal bore. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on flame. I bet her succus dribbled down her thigh. I licked my sass, my trunk tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the suction of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitten !"

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

The joy flooded through my body. star topology danced before my middle. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my rooster. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fancy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, Kitten, you 're going to fellate daddy 's stopcock all the time. You and your sisters !"

The terminal spurt dig into her mouth, the pleasance buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my cock, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouth off.

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

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

She nodded her head.

"Want dada to eat your cream ?"

Her grin grew so vivid. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my defenseless girl down on the carpeted story, spreading her thighs. Her juices coated her build, her vulva blush and plump, her incision still that tight crease. Even pushing her ramification far apart only parted them enough to kick in a hint of her pink flesh.

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

"pop !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her grab on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, Daddy !"

I lapped through my daughter 's fast folds, brushing her Virgin pussy. Her virginal membrane covered the entrance. I caressed it with my spit. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her cramp in delight. Her freshly juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her free feel lingered in my mouth after every swallow of her twat succus. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my tongue through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasp echoed through my office.

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

"Uh-huh,"I panted between athirst licks."Daddy 's going to make you cum again before he fucks you."

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

Her budding breasts hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her head tossing back and forth. Her slender thighs tightened on my face. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my lip as she thrashed.

My nose pressed into her pussy, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still hard, eager to pop her cherry. To make my lilliputian kitten into a fair sex. I licked up to her clitoris, sucking on it, making her vellication more.

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

succus squirted out of her Virgo the Virgin pussy.

I drank in the flood of delight, watching my daughter 's flushed consistence writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the way. Innocent Passion of Christ that made my hawkshaw 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 flop teat, loving the pocket-size nub in my mouth. It was a quarter the sizing of her female parent 's. Then I kissed her, her hot puss rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices new from my mouth.

She thrust her tongue into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to observe kissing her, but I had to love her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both panting, and slid in high spirits up her soundbox, my firmly dick pressing into her scantily legal vulva, so plump with her arousal.

Our tallness departure made kissing impossible. Her face pressed into my chest as she humped against my dick. Her vestal pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my back as she groaned.

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

"Kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My dick pressed and pressed on her hymen. Her virgin flesh stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whimper of botheration, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her untouched depths.

With a growling, I rammed my hips forward.

Her maidenhead stretched before me. Snapped.

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

"pappa !"she moaned."Oh, pop, 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 moving. I love your dick in me, Daddy !"

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

Kitty had the pie-eyed cunny. I reveled in the grip of her eighteen-year-old snap. Heat burned around my cock 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 chest of drawers, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every knife thrust sent ecstasy shooting down to my balls, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a furuncle. I groaned, round the bend thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my gumshoe. Her pussycat clenched when she moaned. Her thigh and arms held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."nooky me, Daddy ! Daddy !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every time, my gumshoe throbbed in her barely sound cunny. I groaned, bore to inundate my daughter 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even spawn her. To plant a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"diddley !"I groaned."You 're going to have dada 's baby, Kitten !"

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

And then her puss went raging. Her hot cunt spasmed about my cock. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her pussy. My daughter came on my cock, her hot snatch milking my shaft, eager for my incestuous germ to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her profoundness. My eyes rolled back into my straits. The pleasure burned so hot through my formal. Her spasming purulent sucked on my dick as I drew back. My nut case tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitten !"

My cum erupted.

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

"You did, kitten !"I groaned, pleasure rushing through me.

Every attack of cum scene ecstasy through my body. My cock unloaded into her while stars burst before my heart. I savored my number one gustatory modality of my daughter 's scarcely effectual snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fertile depths.

And I had three early daughters to fuck. My own incestuous harem.

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

"That was the better thing ever, pop !"

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

"Make love again ?"she asked, her cunt clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sister and her friend."I licked my lip, picturing my blond daughter and her dark-haired booster writhing in sapphic passion."Daddy has to know all his little girls."

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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King James I Mx groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's slit wrapped about his cock. He pumped away, her cycle breasts jiggling. He savored his irregular barely legal pussy of the dark. His bit daughter.

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

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

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

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

To be continued ...