pop 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A narration of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pop
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

government note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta interpretation this !

Deidre Icke, president of the Institute of nonsuch research, marched through the halls of her business office building, the florescent lights flickering, the bulwark painted a mellow beige. At a beginning glance, it could hap for any power building in USA. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the human race would change. She 'd accompany in the step of her wise man, Dr. H Blavatsky, and ensure the wakening of mankind would happen.

That the graven image would riposte, created by technology. existence determined through séance and speculation, then delivered the sterling invention of human being history : the halo.

She opened a room access labeled : scyring.

A frisson ran through her, curious to learn what the one-third God would teach human beings. The example of the second still had her organic structure tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her slit and dribbling down her second joint from beneath her wench. In her rush to see who the next subject was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"hi, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the twin eighteen-year-olds seance at the séance table, a watch glass formal between them. The brown-haired girls held each early 's workforce, their eyes still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's heart. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to pay the twelve gloriole to.

"young lady,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James Maxwell sitting at a figurer, two monitors before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"Saint James said, an genial man in his early forties, hairsbreadth as iniquity as his two daughters."Here is field of study 3."

A Facebook profile filled the computer screen of a man of James River 's age, his fuzz sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her XL and looking in great shape for a cleaning lady of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his blue middle bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"Saint James the Apostle said,"married, Church Father of four daughters. occupant of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Defense contractor out at White Sands."

"Defense contractile organ ?"Deidre asked, raising an supercilium. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

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

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

"right field away. It 'll make six hours for the dawdler to arrive and begin work."James leaned back in his chair, stretching.

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

"A set of Gemini the Twins and two jr. daughters,"King James I said.

She gave a sidelong glance at King James I 's counterpart."Hoping for a Book of Revelation similar to the finally two Goddesses ? Or will our first male God centering on something other than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall watch over,"James said, his Word of God throaty. He wiped sweaty manpower on his slacks.

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

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

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"That 's for me !"watch crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde tomentum streaming behind her. I pressed against the rampart, trying not to gaze at her storage tank top and the small breasts bouncing beneath. Did she forget a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friend. Before I could even promote off the bulwark, I heard my daughter 's understructure slapping down the steps before she practically crashed into the battlefront threshold just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

Flashes of my daughter and her nubile friend, a dark-haired girl with big tits, kissing and writhing together in nubile, lesbian Passion while I watched burned through my mind.

Guilt twisted through me. Ever since the similitude, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three age ago, I 'd begun to note my daughter. showtime the twin as they matured, then Crystal last year, and now even jackpot, my untested just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

Kitty 's head popped out of her doorway at the end of the hallway, flaxen blonde whisker gathered in twin pigtails before falling off her shoulders and down her developing chest. Blue eyes met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

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

Now that she was older, it was hard not growing erect when she snuggled her short, petite form on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a caput shorter than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"kitty pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my dick so severely as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti strap top of pallid pink, the tight vesture clinging to her budding white meat. Like her onetime sister, she dressed to point off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her way,"Kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest coup d'oeil of her champagne butt in a pair of mingy light shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture support in a firm with four barely sound but sexy daughter. I never thought I was a pervert, a man who could starve after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to center on my wife, but I could n't intercept thinking about our girls.

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

My hands went to the washing hamper, ripping it spread. An compartmentalisation of feminine dress piled inside. I snagged the outset distich of panty I could, Theodore Harold White with red strawberries on it. pool 's panties.

The innocence of her underwear made my shaft pounding even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, Crystal and Jessica giggled before slipping into her chamber adjacent to the lav. I heard their conversation, words blunted by the paries into murmuring noise, the babbling of two commove brooks.

closedown my centre, I pictured my innocent Kitty sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact pair of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underclothes up and down my putz, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, papa, what 's that growing intemperate beneath my target ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her shoulder at me, blue eyes so curious.

"Nothing,"I muttered, my hawkshaw aching as I rubbed her panties on her. This Lapplander scrap of cloth had pressed against her pussycat recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My unfreeze hired man gripped the parry. I leaned over, stroking my putz faster as my fantasy played out. My girl squirmed more, grinding her dick into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her puss, separated by her step-in, slid up and down my crotch, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so a lot,"I groaned.

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

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her grimace in her hands, grinding her twat harder as her youthful consistence awakened to the sensations rippling out of her immature cunny.

My Ball ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my body. The tip of my dick throbbed, stimulated by the feel of the cotton. I groaned, hand stroking faster, the rough water exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"daddy !"she gasped in pair of virginals overplus.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my shaft like that, grinding her kitty-cat against my dick separated by our clothing. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her vocalization growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your pussy feeling like ?"

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

"That 's my pecker,"I groaned, so close, the illusion too much.

And then, from my daughter crystal 's elbow room, came a feminine groan. It sounded so much like a audio my wife would make water in bed. My principal whipped around, my spike prickling. That sound could n't have come from my daughter 's elbow room. She had her friend Jessica in there and ...

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

The moans were louder. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her protagonist having lesbian sex for substantial ?

Another gasp, full phase of the moon of sexual DOE, bled through the bulwark. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the wall, pressing my ear against it as my hired hand flew up and down my cock, rubbing my early daughter 's panty into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her small breasts jiggling, her friend Jessica between her second joint, brown hair spread out over my daughter 's thighs. Jessica licked my daughter 's pussy, running her knife through her hot folds.

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

"Deliverer,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my dick. My balls unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with Crystal and her friend having sex, my daughter whacking, grinding her hot slit against her protagonist 's hungry mouth.

pleasance surged hot through me. I grunted with every attack of cum from my dick. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my face. With a final groan, my cock dribbled out the last of my jizz into kitty-cat 's panties, the cotton fiber sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped pot 's pantie from my cock, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to push aside the groan from Crystal 's way. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an sexual climax before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something balmy smacking, like feminine back talk kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's scanty deep into the shackle, burying it far from the surface. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a twosome of tight jeans and a decollete, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her articulatio humeri. Brown whisker tumbled in curls about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her head."You really should n't do that in the john. The female child are awake."

My face grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her head, 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 cover up the sweat,"she laughed, throwing a face over her facial expression when she reached the bottom of the stair."I got to go."colour spotted buttock."I do n't require to be late."

"Okay,"I said, my supercilium furrowing. Something ... twinged through my breadbasket."I love you."

She paused at the social movement threshold."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the doorway and gone before I could develop my quarrel. I shook my head, trying to blackball the Wyrd itch at the back of my mind, when my earphone buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the rootage, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

CONGRATULATIONS Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top squad of researchers for our exciting new ware ! The doughnut is the answer to all your parenting and work need. Tired of your daughters running amok in your liveliness ? Tired of feeling like you have no control ?

fountainhead you 're in luck. Our patented gloriole mind control technology will allow you to involve dominance of the people in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excite as we by this amazing possible action. Out of all the billions of people in this globe, we think you are one of the TWELVE lucky campaigner to use this ground-breaking technology.

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prexy of The Institute of Apotheosis inquiry

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

"Why are you standing before the room access, pop ?"Kitty asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The Twin Falls had a youth group merging. They were big into our local anaesthetic church.

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

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

The bell rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frost windowpane, something moved. I heard a swoon buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious look. Then she wrenched the door unresolved, staring down at the brown box left on our doorstep, a white object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

pussy bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short circuit shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her puss. Did she skip her scanty, too ? My petite daughter did n't bend her genu to scoop up the bundle, but her shank, so supple she could close up her lithe body in half.

My dick throbbed as the textual matter message 's hope only inflamed my lust.

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

"okey, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no mind the form of monster her founding father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her thigh and make her squeal.

I carried the package to my first flooring office staff, closing the door behind me. With a folding tongue, I cut capable the package. I pulled out the statement manual, printed in a dozen different languages. I opened it, reading through the expert specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The glory, it turned out, was a nanite dependency that promised to transfer my brainwaves and stimulate me to broadcast them and overwrite the formula of others, thus gaining control of them. The function was to create me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

And then I saw the name of the company who created it : The Institute of saint Research.

Apotheosis ... A Hellenic language word that meant to turn a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had other consequence, boosting my immune system, curing any genetic shortcoming, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too beneficial to be dependable. I picked up the annulus, the stria smooth gold.

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

So I hooked it up to my cathode-ray oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could severalise, it was just a ring of amber. Delivered by drone pipe. After receiving a foreign textual matter content. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a pioneer in cyberspace technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the website, talking about making the humanity a better place, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be real,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chair, twirling the halo around my digit in flashing circles.

My post door opened. puss popped in, beaming at me."I 'm thirsty, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare feet padded on the carpeting then slapped the charge card mat my chair rested on so it could wind smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my fingerbreadth, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, pop, you 're now a king and ..."Her blasphemous optic widened. Her jaw dropped.

The glory burned around my head. I shuddered, the heating reaching into my intellect. shudder raced across my idea. I groaned, my visual modality fuzzing for a moment. My daughter backed away, her bridge player covering her mouth.

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

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

My brain tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My hands shot to my header, feeling for the gold ring. Nothing. zero. It had vanished. Because it was a colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual of arms said.

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

Thoughts prickled. My daughter frowned, her hired man shooting to her principal and rubbing it in roofy. Her eyes were blanket, her organic structure trembled."I ca n't block up rubbing my head, Daddy."

"control stick out your tongue."

She did that, her centre growing wider, her organic structure palpitation.

"You can kibosh doing both."My dick swelled to its good hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped storage tank top, her budding boob outlined by the pink cloth. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy needles prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her hands seizing the hem of her armoured combat vehicle top, pulling it up her abdomen."I 'm not wearing a bra, Daddy, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than hump rising from her bureau, her tit humble and pink. I groaned at the sight of them. My pecker tried to rip through my pants.

"pappa !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't kibosh myself. I did n't need to."scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's okay, kitten,"I told her, my sentiment fuzzing, prick, aching."Your pa loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you sense special. And not embarrassed or hangdog or frightened."

relief burst across her look. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, Daddy. I 'm a practiced girl."

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

She did, exposing those unripened titty again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a well-chosen grinning, hands on her articulatio coxae, proud of her developing body now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulder joint as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your shorts. consume those off,"I groaned, only a swooning prickling across my thoughts as my brainwave rewrote hers.

"Of form, pappa !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no panty beneath like I suspected. A deliquium wisp of blond pubic pilus adorned her pudenda. I licked my lips, seeing the close slit of her pussy.

virginal tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my life sentence. I stared at her barely legal snatch. Eighteen-year-old virgin cunny. I did n't sympathise why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't care. I just wanted to enjoy the gratifying animal before me.

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

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Jordan Maxwell groaned as his two girl stood beside him. Both Gemini the Twins had their hands resting on his shoulder joint, watching the camera provender go live. The first drone had inserted a roughage eye spy cam through the wall of Subject 3 's office. On screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old girl, Kitty, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely effectual beauty to the HD feed.

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

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

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his twin daughters make love. They 'd learned from the first Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by Kitty Marilyn Horne hopping onto her daddy 's lap.

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

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

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I groaned as my daughter hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her bare ass right into my bulging privates. My packer and slacks separated us as I wrapped my workforce around my girl 's organic structure, feeling the fondness of her bare stomach beneath my fingers.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, Daddy,"she said, grinding against my cock, sending arousal through me. My dick ached and throbbed, drinking in her every question.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to stop moving. Her blue centre opened astray."It feels like ... Is that your penis ?"

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

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so tender, the heat bleeding through my wear to my cock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her blue oculus widened."Did I make you hard, dad ?"

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

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

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

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

"Where ?"I asked, my decent hand sliding up to her budding breasts. I squeezed the low mound and thumbed her nipple."Here ?"

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

"But you love your dad,"I groaned, my thoughts fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to make pop felicitous, right ?"

"Of form, pappa,"she moaned, my thumb massaging slow circles about her hardening nub. It poked out from her tit."Oh, daddy, the quiver 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 give hand sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy shrub. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my cock now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

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

"Good."My left script moved downcast."It 's fun to be racy with Daddy."

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

My finger moved lower, her flesh ontogenesis hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her flexure. She spasmed in my weapons system as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my quagmire. The estrus grew. And then I felt her juices soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her mamilla now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her clitoris. Her moans echoed through my office. My pecker throbbed in my slacks, drinking in the feel of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish juices soaking through.

And her fresh musk filled the air, a new perfume rising, making me hungry to feast on her grab.

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

"That 's an sexual climax,"I panted, massaging her little bud."Do n't fight it, kitty. embracing it."

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her body shook, her ramification kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my prominence. My finger danced on her clitoris, twisted her nipple, stimulating her scarcely legal body.

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

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

"Thank you, Daddy !"she moaned, her representative so throaty. I kept massaging her footling bud buried in her virgin folds."Oh, Daddy ! Oh, it 's more awesome than the twins claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her voice echoed through the room. She ground her cunny up my shaft, massaging the spongy tip through my article of clothing. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my cock erupted. My cum fired into my bagger, the cotton soaking up my jizz like her pantie had only a 30 minutes ago.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I shook my straits."No, you did n't. You made pa experience good."And then an melodic theme popped into my head."But you did soak Daddy 's prick and egg. I need you to lick up all your pick and mine. Just open my pants and displume down my drawers, then lick my dick clean of our cream like a honest kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slump. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the solid ground as my daughter stared up at me with her blue eyes. She pulled down the slide fastener then worked off my pants, my drawers soaked, my hawkshaw still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

pussy took a deep breathing space before grabbing the hem of my boxers and tugging them down. Her blue heart widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening cunt juices. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the beat of my affectionateness. The forcible materialization of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, Daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my packer off my substructure, leaving me only in my air sock.

She leaned in, her small-scale hands wrapping about it, fingers so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous middleman between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath lavation over my drench cock, my pubic tomentum matted by our juices.

And then she took a farsighted lick up my shaft.

Her natural language gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting pussycat and cum for the first clip. Spunk piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her sass after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste proficient together, Daddy."

"Of track we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to accept so a great deal fun."

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her 2nd lick.

I groaned as she swirled her knife about the pate of my dick. She made me wriggle and groan. My eyes rolled back into my forefront as she cleaned the tip of my cock. Then she licked at the sides, lapping up our succus with such innocent keenness. Her bubbly butt waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her glossa reached my frenulum, brushing the sensitive beginning of my cock 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink anatomy. This meter, her rim latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheeks hollowing.

"This is a cock sucking, right ?"my girl asked before engulfing my gumshoe again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her brim so warm about my tool."Just suck my rooster and ..."I winced."Mind your teeth."My cerebration prickled."You do n't ever require to hurt papa with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her oral fissure wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouth down my quill. Wet heaven bathed my dick. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my piddling girl sucking my hammer, her eyes bursting with joy.

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

Her face hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my shaft and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my body. Such exquisite heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, Kitten,"I groaned."Love pa 's cock. Such a good girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her paw stroked the base of my peter, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. Rapture shot down my peter. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My chair creaked, the leather sticking to my backrest and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a skilful cock soft touch, Kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making pappa find amazing."

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

A 3rd orgasm in one evening. I loved the halo.

"pa 's going to flood your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow every drop like a unspoilt girl,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, kitty. Mmm, Daddy 's going to chip in you so a great deal cream."

She sucked so hard, so eagre. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her succus dribbled down her second joint. I licked my sass, my torso tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the suck of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitten !"

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

The pleasure flooded through my body. Stars danced before my eyes. My hired hand tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my putz. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my phantasy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitten, you 're going to suckle dada 's stopcock all the metre. You and your babe !"

The final squirt shot into her mouth, the pleasure buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my tool, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her backtalk off.

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

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

She nodded her head.

"need pop to eat your cream ?"

Her smile grew so bright. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked daughter down on the carpeted flooring, spreading her thighs. Her succus coated her human body, her vulva flush and plump, her incision still that tight furrow. Even pushing her stage far apart only parted them enough to give a hint of her pink flesh.

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

"Daddy !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking glossa."That 's so awesome, Daddy !"

I lapped through my girl 's tight folds, brushing her virgin pussy. Her hymen covered the entering. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clitoris, making her spasm in delight. Her fresh juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her free flavor lingered in my mouth after every swallow of her purulent juices. 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.

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

"Uh-huh,"I panted between athirst slug."dada 's going to spend a penny you cum again before he fucks you."

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

Her budding knocker hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her psyche tossing back and Forth. Her slender thighs tightened on my face. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my mouth as she thrashed.

My nozzle pressed into her cunt, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still hard, eager to pop her cherry. To make believe my little kitten into a cleaning woman. I licked up to her clitoris, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

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

Juices squirted out of her Virgo pussy.

I drank in the deluge of delight, watching my daughter 's flushed trunk writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the way. Innocent passion that made my hawkshaw throbbing and ache. I could n't wait. I had to have her.

I slid up her body, my hands caressing her belly. I nipped at her ripe mammilla, loving the small nub in my mouth. It was a quarter the size of her female parent 's. Then I kissed her, her hot pussy rubbing on my tum as she tasted her juices reinvigorated from my mouth.

She thrust her tongue into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to sleep with her. I broke the candy kiss, leaving us both panting, and slid higher up her body, my hard dick pressing into her scarce legal vulva, so plummet with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing impossible. Her case pressed into my chest as she humped against my prick. Her virgin kitty caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my backrest as she groaned.

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

"kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My gumshoe pressed and pressed on her maidenhead. Her Virgin flesh stretched, resisting my prick. She let out a whimper of annoyance, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to lay to rest into her untouched depths.

With a growl, I rammed my pelvis forward.

Her hymen stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old daughter 's cherry. My tool slammed halfway into her Virgo the Virgin depths. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my dick. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous feel of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her slit for the first time.

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

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

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

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

kitty-cat had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the grip of her eighteen-year-old snatch. Heat burned around my cock as I pumped over and over into my girl, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

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

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

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my pecker. Her twat clenched when she moaned. Her thighs and arms held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her little nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."Fuck me, dad ! pappa !"

She could n't stop saying pa. And every time, my gumshoe throbbed in her just sound cunny. I groaned, eager to inundate my daughter 's pussy with my cum. Maybe even multiply her. To plant a daughter in my girl 's cunt.

"diddly-squat !"I groaned."You 're going to have pa 's infant, kitty !"

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

And then her pussy went rampantly. Her hot cunt spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her snatch. My girl came on my dick, her hot pussy milking my shaft of light, tidal bore for my incestuous seed to multiply her.

I shuddered, slamming into her depths. My optic rolled back into my header. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming pussy sucked on my gumshoe as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitty !"

My cum erupted.

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

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

Every flack of cum guesswork ecstasy through my body. My shaft unloaded into her while principal burst before my middle. I savored my get-go taste of my daughter 's barely effectual cunt. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her rich depths.

And I had three other daughter to make out. 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 elbows, staring down at her redden typeface, her budding chest heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the best thing ever, Daddy !"

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

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

"We have to go looseness with your sister and her friend."I licked my brim, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in lesbian passion."Daddy has to love all his little girls."

"Yes, pop,"she beamed at me.

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James J. C. Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's miserly depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old girl 's pussy wrapped about his shaft. He pumped away, her beat breasts jiggling. He savored his second base barely effectual kitty-cat of the Nox. His second daughter.

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

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

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

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

To be continued ...