Sleeping Daughter
Chapter Three : Nanny Cam Revelation
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

"She is n't even wearing step-in tonight, the little slovenly woman,"my married woman chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece to make it more comfortable and layover pinching."Ooh, this is almost as good as being there. She 's advanced and ready for you. She 's taken her medication and she 's passed out."

My cock ached. Even after a month of fucking my eighteen-year-old daughter while she slept, I was still eager to feel her hot, tight physique wrapped about my cock. It was so legal injury. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my wife 's wicked idea to molest our sleeping girl. After Louis Comfort Tiffany was diagnosed with Sleeping Beauty Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to take a knock-down medication that kept her knocked out for the entire dark. nothing disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no theme her mother and I licked her pussy, sucked on her nipples, and fucked her ass. She slept through it all. She had no idea. The succeeding morning she bounced with energy, bubbling about the sexy dreams she had again. Our daughter did n't have it off what we were doing to her, but her body did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my wife was out of township visiting her regorge sis. So she made sure the old nanny-goat cam we bought class ago was frame-up and working again. She had positioned the teddy bear so it had a double-dyed view of our daughter 's bed.

"No panties ?"I asked as I padded down the halls naked, my dick thrusting strong before me.

"Nope, the little slut must be desperate for Daddy 's attention."My wife giggled."Ooh, she has such a compaction on you. Now get in there and live up to your footling girl."

I reached my girl 's bedroom. She left the door open, again. She did it on use. She was always flirting with me, bursting with young passion. I had heard her whispering with her mother, talking about her burning desires for an sometime man.

Me.

My daughter had the hots for me.

I stroked my dick as I entered the way. It was unusual. I paused at the doorway. It was the first time Betty had n't accompanied me in. It was all her thought. She should be here, but she had to settle for masturbating at her baby 's house while watching the fun on the laptop.

"God, she 's gorgeous, Phil,"moaned my wife."Can you see her puss from the doorway ? The tv camera 's not in the right-hand place for me to tell."

I nodded my forefront, forgetting my wife could n't see me through the nanny-goat cam yet. My optic were glued on my daughter. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her silken rear before they transitioned into her smoothen thighs. She fell asleep with them spread wide, her cunt aimed at the door.

"Little adulteress,"I groaned.

"What ?"my married woman groaned."Can you see her snatch ?"

"Yes. She has it pointed right at the door."

"She wants pop so bad. She thinks I 'm out of the way."My wife moaned."Get in there and pass her what she wants."

I nodded. I floated forward. My dick ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, lithe. Brassy-brown fuzz spilled about her back and brass. I brushed a few strands off her shoulder joint and bent down to snog her.

My girl sighed in her sleep."... daddy ..."

"Daddy 's here,"I groaned."pappa 's going to make such sweet love to you."

"And breed you,"panted my wife."Tell her you 're going to breed her, honey. breed a grandchild into our girl. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your small fry. It will be so fucking hot."
"pappa 's going to cum in you and you 'll get pregnant,"I groaned. It was so ill-timed, the contrast no parent should cross with their child.

My dick almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany think when her sleek belly swelled with her child ? Who would she recall fucked her ? She was a virgin and proud of it. She had no idea her mother and I molested her in her sleep. I should hold stopped before taking her cherry.

But I could n't. My daughter was a drug. My wife and I were both addicted to her youthful flesh.

I reached out and stroked my finger down her rachis. My girl moaned and sighed in her eternal sleep, shifting slightly. Her little butt wiggled. My finger reached the freighter of her spin and kept going, rising with the clotheshorse of her ass. I circled her right impertinence, my finger dimpling her flesh.

"Do n't tease me,"my wife panted."I 'm so ruttish. Just fuck her."

"When I 'm ready."

My married woman moaned. I heard the wet squelch of fingers working in and out of hot pussy."Fuck her ! Breed her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the picayune jade. I bet her pussy is already soaking wet. Feel her. Touch her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my hand down between my daughter 's second joint. It grew warmer and warmer the deeper I reached. My daughter shuddered when I brushed her pussy surrounded by her cushy ringlet. I stroked up and down her anatomy. Her toes curled and her butt clenched. Her juices coated my fingers.

"She 's soaked."I brought my finger's breadth to my mouth then paused and held them out for the camera."Can you see them glistening on my fingers ?"

"No. The tv camera sucks too much. Just digit her. shag her. beset her ! Oh, God, Phil, please, please, please. I 'm so horny. I 'm going to burst forth if you don't."

"I thought you wanted to explode."

"Phillip Taylor, provoke your daughter right this minute !"

I answered like husbands had for hundred :"Yes, dear."

My hands clenched and squeezed Tiffany 's ass. They were so warm and juicy. I pulled them apart and groaned at the sight of her sphincter nestled between them. I leaned down, ineffectual to baulk any function of my girl 's body.

I licked and tongued her anatomical sphincter. My daughter sighed and squirmed more in her sleep. I imagined the wonderful, wicked dreams she was having right now. I was glad I could give her this pleasure even if she had no idea it was really me.

"Daddy,"she sighed."Oh, Daddy."

"Just enjoy, smasher,"I groaned between salt lick of her acidulate asshole.

My fingers dug into her ass, kneading her butt-cheeks as my tongue probed and wiggled into her sphincter. I entered her gut, loving the rough texture. My cock throbbed, aching at the memory of taking her anal-cherry a month back. Every few nighttime I fucked her ass.

"Oh, that 's it, eat our daughter 's ass,"gasped my wife."Ooh, yes. You 're such a bad daddy. Such a arch Father of the Church. You 're molesting our sleeping daughter. She trusts you. Oh, yes, yes, yes."

My wife 's gimcrack groan made it pretty obvious she just came. She gasped and heaved in the desktop, her bed creak. My gumshoe ached, glad I was pleasing both my women. I kept tonguing Tiffany 's ass while my mightily hand explored depleted and lower.

And found my daughter 's wet pussy.

I shoved a pair of finger's breadth into her tight, silky deepness. Tiffany moaned and her chassis clamped down on my fingerbreadth. Her articulatio coxae wiggled as I pumped my fingers in and out of her profoundness. My dick ached and throbbed, wishing to swap billet with my fingers.

I ignored my cock. For now. I concentrated on tonguing my girl 's ass and fingering her pussy. I pushed my knife as deep in as I could while fucking my fingers faster and faster in and out of her cunt. My thumb pushed through her crimp and found her clit.

"daddy !"Tiffany gasped, her slumbering body bucking in the bed.

I rubbed harder at her clit. I loved how the small bead felt beneath my quarter round. I massaged harder and harder against her. She gasped and groaned. She squirmed on the bed, panting, gasping. Her slumbering consistency loved it. Her dreams must be so howling and vivid.

"Oh, papa, yes."

"The slut loves it,"my wife moaned.

"She does."I shoved my fingers faster."She 's so wet and hot tonight. Her pussy is sucking at my fingers."

"She wants something bigger in there."

I smiled at my married woman 's tidings."She 'll get it."

"good !"

"Have a decent cum ?"

"The best, honey. Ooh, it is so hot watching you on the nanny cam. This is so wicked. I feel like such a bad Mommy. I know my daughter 's being molested and I 'm getting of on it. Ooh, yes, continue fingering her twat. get to our daughter cum before you ram that big, thick hammer into her tight cunny."

I rubbed harder on my daughter 's button. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my fingers. Her rosehip undulated, pushing back into my thrusts. Her moans echoed through the room. Panting, heaving moan of pure delight.

I moved my lips down her contamination to her pussy. I licked around my probing fingers, gathering her angelical juices. They poured out of her. She was like her mother—always dripping wet. I sucked on her button, nibbling on the slight bud.

"How does she taste ?"asked my wife.

"Delicious."

"Good. Make her cum. I 'm getting wet again."

I sucked hard on my daughter 's clitoris then I flicked my lingua over and over on the bud. She gasped and moaned. Her body bucked and squirmed. If it was n't for her powerful medicine, I would assert she was awake.

"Daddy,"she moaned.

Her juices squirted out of her pussy.

The hot cream dripped on my grimace. I loved the flavour adorning my face. I breathed in her musk as her hole spasmed about my finger's breadth. More and more succus poured out into my hungry sass. My wife panted in my ear as I drank our girl 's passion.

"Did she squirt ? I bet she did. I bet the little hussy flooded your mouthpiece. Ooh, tell me, Phil. William Tell me, please !"

"She flooded my mouth."I licked my lips as my daughter 's trembles lessened, stopped."She came hard."

"And now her kitty 's begging for daddy 's big, thick-skulled tool to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her cunt and bed her into the next century, honey. Do it. Give our slut the pounding she wants and deserves."

"Yes,"I groaned and rose. My dick bobbed before me, thick and difficult, aimed right at my daughter 's slumbering body.

"Yes,"hissed my wife into my ear."Oh, yes. piece of tail the petty slovenly woman. Breed a grandchild into our girl. Do it, honey."

I moved my turncock to my girl 's pussy. I rubbed it on her flesh. It was an unenviable Angle. So I grabbed one of Louis Comfort Tiffany 's many pillows—do n't ask me why she had more than one—and shoved it beneath her stomach, raising her ass and slit. I smiled as I rubbed my turncock against her puss again, coating it with her juices.

My wife moaned in my ear. I glanced at the teddy bear sitting on the shelf and smiled for my married woman. She was watching me over the internet. This was so hot. I had an hearing while molesting my daughter.

I had to establish it a great show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, tight bitch, bearing into her in a bingle thrust. Her flesh engulfed my cock. The live, sweetest silk caressed my cock. Pleasure raced down the tip my balls bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her hips shifted again.

"dad,"she sighed, dreaming.

"That 's rightfield, sister girl, pop 's putz is buried to the hilt in your slutty cunt."

"Mmm, yes,"my wife moaned."Fuck our daughter hard. pound up her cunt. This is so goddamn hot. I 'm watching my own personal porn."

I grinned at the camera and drew my cock out slowly from my daughter 's tight embrace. I groaned, my eyes rolling in my headland. It was such a sweet, agonizing bliss. My daughter was so tight and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her depths. My glob smacked into her clit. The bed rocked and my daughter sighed. I pulled back and slammed in again. And again. It was heaven. I gripped her rosehip, pumping my pelvic girdle, loving the ripple of her butt-cheeks and the moonlight playing on her slender back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, thick turncock into our girl 's cunt. That 's so hot. Mmm, yes. piece of ass her. Make her cum so hard. Oh, this is so hot, honey. So hot."

The sound of her fingers sluicing through her pussy echoed in my ear. She must have her telephone set on speaker. I caught most of her gasps and groan as she writhed, watching me fuck our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my workforce up and down Tiffany 's back, brushing the position of her bosom. They were humble mounds. She was her female parent in miniature save for their curve. Betty had them in nigga. Big, bountiful mamilla. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my daughter 's slender frame and smaller titty were just as hot.

I gripped them. Her nipples rubbed into my thenar as I pounded my daughter. The smacking echoed through the chamber. My daughter 's pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick. Her pelvic arch wiggled, an unconscious response. She could n't help making them.

"That 's it, baby female child,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let Daddy feel how much you love his big, thickly dick. Oh, yes. You love my big dick. Do n't you ?"

"Daddy,"she panted.

"Yes, you do. Oh, yes."

My formal ached and boiled. They had to burst. I groaned and grunted, burying into the depths of my daughter 's cunt. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. attack after blast of my prolific cum spilling into her untouched depth. Tiffany 's puss spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

"That 's it, baby girl,"I grunted."Milk all of Daddy 's cum from his prick. You want to be bred."

"Yes, yes, yes,"my wife gasped."tumble all your baby-making spunk in our girl 's cunt. Oh, that 's so hot. So ! Fucking ! Hot !"

We were all cumming together as a folk, even if my wife could n't be here. I grunted, driving my dick into my daughter 's spasming depth. I stared right at the nanny cam, loving the shudder of being watched.

"I hope you loved that honey."

"I did,"gasped my wife."Oh, it was almost as hot as being there. I just wish I could lap up your cum from our daughter 's pussycat. You know how very much I love cleaning her up."

"I do,"I grinned. I groaned as I pulled out of my daughter. I bent over, brushed aside her hair from her cheek, and kissed her. I loved the ghost of a grin on her sass."dessert dreaming, pumpkin."

"After that performance, she 'll have them,"laughed my wife."Now clean her up."

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I was n't scared of my daughter waking up any longer. When we first did this, I was terrified Tiffany would enter it out. After a month, complacency had set in. My married woman and I were getting away with it. So when Tiffany bounded into the kitchen dressed for school, I gave her a big grin.

"I hope you 're not burning breakfast,"she said, stopping before me, a huge smiling on her face.

"Trying."

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a agile kiss on my cheek. She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curves. My dick ached in my drop-off. Then, after a few more burning heartbeats, she broke away and flounced to her bum at the kitchen nook.

"It does n't matter if you do glow them,"she declared."Not after the wonderful dreams I had finally night."

"More wet single ?"I asked. I also was far more easy talking sex in front of my daughter.

"Maybe."A smile played on her sass. retention of sliding my cock in and out of her sass flashed through my mind.

I looked away. If I did n't, I would never stop staring at her. And then I would break breakfast. As it was, the bacon was a niggling too crisp. I dished up the food, set it on plates, and joined my daughter. She was ravenous.

So was I.

"pop, what fourth dimension are you getting home from work ?"

"Saami sentence as common,"I answered. Then I fixed her a suspicious look."Planning on sneaking a boy over before I get home since your female parent 's away."

"dada,"she blushed."I would n't do that."

"Then why are you so keen to bed what prison term I 'm getting home ?"I asked, unable to conceal my grinning. I knew she had a huge compaction on me, and it was wonderful to see it on her face.

"I have something to show you."

"Oh ? Bad news report card ?"

She rolled her eyes."No, no, it 's a telecasting I found. I think you 'll observe it interesting."

"Why not show it now ? I have a few minutes."

"It 's not a few minute video."She gave me a wink."Trust me, you 'll desire to see it. It 's very ... illuminating."

I gave her a strange tone. Why was she acting so coy ?"Okay, beloved. I 'll be home at the common time."

"Good."She took a stopping point sharpness then bolted from the table yelling,"I love you, dad, got to go."

I shook my head as the door crashed shut behind her. In some direction she was still my little little girl, in other path she had grown into a gorgeous creature. I closed my eye, remembering the feel of her slit as I came in her last night.

If I had a few more hour, I would bear jerked off powerful there at the breakfast table. Instead, I ventured Forth River into the abominable morning traffic. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my coffee berry and listening to morning lecture radio.

By the time I got to ferment, I had forgotten all about my daughter 's video.

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study was hectic. Stressful. We were behind in the new project. Not by much, but enough that middle direction was cracking the whip. They kept going around talking about,"organism part of the team,"and"doing your part"and"making sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

But the horseshit made us cultivate harder. No pointless breaks to mouth around the water cooler. No hour spent browsing Facebook while pretending to sour on reports. No playing solitaire in the afternoon because I was too tired to do your job.

And no thinking about the daughter I loved to molest. Her rigorous puss. Her minor chest. Her dusky-pink nipples. And how she smelled. Fresh. Sweet. Innocent.

Okay, I thought about her a slight bit. She was in my parentage. I loved my wife, but we were both drunk on our daughter.

I worked at my desk through lunch, eating an egg salad sandwich I bought from the vending machine. It was n't the undecomposed decision I could make. But I forced it down as I went over the numeral. By the end of the day, we were making headway, catching up while the centre management ran by giving high-fives like they did anything at all but need credit.

Assholes.

I clocked out at the habitue sentence. While we were behind on the schedule, the caller was too cheap to make us work overtime. I probably would function on it at home on my computing device just to demo I was a team player.

I had a sinking feeling the bosses purposefully made agenda we could n't keep up with to find ways to get us to work for free.

I faced the drudgery of dealings going nursing home, which was lighter for some reason and I was home fifteen minute earlier. Since I had forgotten the video, I was shocked when my girl bounded up to me the moment I walked through the door. She wore a different outfit, something schoolgirlish and downy : garden pink, pleated skirt ; wet hangman's rope top, a brighter nuance of pink than her skirt, the fabric clinging to her belittled white meat ; knee-high, pink air sock. I was sensing a theme with her outfit.

"pa !"she grinned, taking my deal."It 's time to observe the video."

"TV ?"I asked then our conversation this morning came back to me."rightfulness, right. leave this take prospicient ? I have some things to work on before dinner."

"pappa, this is very important."

I did n't withstand as she led me to the aliveness room. Partly because I loved the way her dame swayed about her flowing second joint and clung to her gorgeous ass. She pushed me down onto the recliner and then grabbed her iPad. We had one of those smarting TV 's that tablets and computers could synchronize to.

"Did you know soul set up the old nurse cam in my bedroom ?"

My breadbasket lurched. My heart heartbeat faster."What ?"

"You know, the one you and Mommy bought to realize trusted Mrs. Smitty Stevens was n't up to anything nefarious."My girl rolled her optic."Like she ever would."

I did n't know what to say.

"well, I was shocked to see it set up. So this dawn, I copied the video it filmed end nighttime on to my iPad."She paused."No is n't that interesting. Who would want to film me sleeping ?"

She hit play. Her bare body appeared on screenland, the curve of her ass, her sleek back, her brassy haircloth falling over her face. My girl stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on sieve then back to me.

"Well, I can see why someone perverted would desire to spy on me while I was sleeping all vulnerable and incapacitated, unable to do anything because of my medication."Tiffany took her foreland."person just disgusting."

"Honey ..."I croaked.

"Hush, Daddy, let 's keep watching and see who this vile person is."

I squirmed on the chair. My face burned. I was in so much trouble. Soon the cops would roll in the hay and I would go to prison forever. My daughter would detest me. I was such a piece of shit.

And yet I could n't help staring at my slumbering daughter. She was so beautiful on the screen. Was I that much of a pervert ?

"I look so innocent and vulnerable,"continued Tiffany."Just lying there, helpless. Anyone could take the air in and do something to me."Her eyes flashed to me."right wing, daddy ?"

"I guess."I licked my rim."I ... Honey ... It 's not ..."

"Ooh, here we go, Daddy. Here 's the pervert."

My shadow darkened the elbow room. Her threshold was open and I blocked the Light Within flooding in from the hallway. I remembered standing there lastly night, stroking my dick, ogling my girl. I walked onto the screen. There was no sound. She did n't try me talking to my wife.

On screen, I touched her backbone then moved down to her ass, stroking it.

"Just disgusting,"my daughter said."right hand, pop ?"

"Disgusting."

I watched myself lend my finger's breadth down to her slit, rubbing her flesh. I held it up to the tv camera before sucking it into my mouth. My dick throbbed in my pant as my daughter shook her head, her nose wrinkling.

"He 's tasting my pussy, pop. And now look at him. Eww, he 's eating out my ass."

"I 'm sorry."I wanted to attend away.

"You 're sorry for eating out my ass, daddy ?"She walked to me, her skirt swirling about her thighs."Huh ? Are you sorry for fingering me ?"

She tapped the screen, skipping the video ahead to me ramming my finger in and out of her snatch while licking at her clit. My impudence burned. I was in so much trouble. So why was my pecker so hard right now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

"Are you sorry for fucking me ?"She tapped the screen, skimping the video forward to register me rubbing my cock up and down her twat."Huh, pa ? Are you sorry for taking my virginity and spurting your cum into my fertile, unswayed depths. Did you want to make me meaning, Daddy ? Did you want to breed me ?"

I swallowed. My girl moved before me. She stood at the pes of the recliner, blocking the covert. Her brown eyes bored in at me. She tossed her pill onto the put and put her manus on her hips.

"reply me, pa. Did you want to spawn your girl ?"

What else could I say ? I had to be dependable with her. There was no lie that would get me out of this."Yes."

"And are you sorry ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her hands slid up her waist and cupped her breasts through the slight cloth of her balancer top. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the textile."Did n't you like fucking my pussy ? Did n't you enjoy my hot, stringent cunt ?"

"I ... I did. But ... I should n't have."

"Because I 'm your daughter or because I was asleep and helpless ?"She pinched her nipples and let out a moan.

"Both."I wanted to wait away, but her fingers pinching her nipples through her top was so enticing.

"You are such a bad Daddy."Her smile grew on her lips."Such a loathly Daddy. You should n't be gloomy. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her hands from her breasts. She shoved them right into her skirt 's pocket and pulled out a long, melt off, tweed object, made of plastic. A pregnancy test. She held it upright, the pink business line visible.

"praise, pop. You bred me !"

Then with a giggle she leaped onto my lap. I grunted—she was too big to do that. But then she felt courteous as she wiggled on me. She ground her pussy on my stopcock as her hands grasped my shoulder joint. She smiled down at me.

"I loved it when you took my cerise. It was so hot to fill your cock slid into me"

"You were awake ?"I groaned.

"You really did n't think there was anything called Sleeping Beauty Syndrome ?"my wife asked.

I jumped as Betty stepped naked out of the hallway, her orotund breasts jiggling."Betty ? I ... you ..."My eyes widened."You set me up ? You and Tiffany."

"It was so intemperately not to give it away, Daddy,"Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my crotch."Luckily, mama shoved my facial expression into her kitty-cat near of the time so you could n't tell I was awake. But last dark was so hard to venture to be asleep. It 's why I covered my face with my fuzz and slept on my stomach."

"Jesus, you two are wicked,"I laughed."I fucking had a pith attack when you played the nanny cam footage."Then I looked at my wife and the wicked grin on her face."And you ... you were n't even out of town."

"At a hotel,"she giggled."A trivial me-cation while you had your fun last night."

"We were so naughty,"laughed Tiffany."But it was so hot, was n't it, dada. You loved molesting me."

"I did."

"Good."And then she kissed me.

It was glorious. Her tongue danced through my mouth. Her lips were small but vigorous. She ground heavily on me. My putz ached beneath her as the blood rushed through my psyche. She tasted of bubblegum. My hands, hesitant at maiden, seized her rosehip. I feared moving them.

But I had bred her. She knew all about it. She loved being fucked.

I seized her ass and squeezed it through her doll, pulling her harder on my pecker. She moaned into my mouth. Her heat bled through my slacks. Followed by her wet. She did n't wear panties and she dripped.

I turned my daughter on.

Louis Comfort Tiffany broke the kiss, her typeface flushed. She panted."Oh, daddy, that was amazing. Ooh, I waited for month to osculate you like that. And now I have."

She leaned in and kissed me again.

Then my wife pressed in behind her. Betty 's hands went around our daughter 's body and gripped her breasts. Tiffany broke our kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her oral sex. female parent and daughter kissed over Tiffany 's shoulder.

"nookie,"I groaned.

My wife smiled and broke the candy kiss."I think Daddy wants to see what we 've been getting up to while he slaved away at the office."

"Yes,"squealed Tiffany.

My wife pulled our daughter off of me. They kissed again, vigorously. I groaned, their faces so close in appearance. My wife ripped off our daughter 's top, breaking the kiss for only the second it required, then latched onto Tiffany 's oral cavity again. Their breasts pressed together, Betty 's pillowing into Louis Comfort Tiffany 's steady mounds.

They sank to the level. I ripped off my tie and fumbled at the clitoris of my shirt as I watched Louis Comfort Tiffany writhe beneath Betty. They kept kissing and humping. Louis Comfort Tiffany 's skirt slipped up, exposing her nude hip. Her pussy dry land against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our daughter 's eubstance. My wife 's heavy mamilla dragged across Tiffany 's stomach. My married woman paused to nip our daughter 's nipples, sucking each dusky-pink nub into her mouth before she continued down. And down.

Until she was face-to-face with our girl 's pussy.

"mamma,"squealed Tiffany as her mother licked through her hot slit. Her youthful hips humped and her breasts jiggled."Yes, yes. Ooh, I love it when you lick my puss. It 's almost as good as pappa 's cock."

My married woman did n't suffice with speech, but with a purring moan as she devoured our daughter 's cock. I threw off my shirt and started on my pants. I kicked off my dress brake shoe before standing. I shoved down my drop-off and boxers, my shaft popping out.

"Fuck mamma 's pussy,"moaned Louis Comfort Tiffany."I want your stopcock covered in her juices when you fuck me. It 'll be so hot. You 'll squeeze momma 's cream deep into my cunt."

"She 's such a adulteress,"my married woman moaned.

I nodded my head in complete agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, au naturel save for my black wearing apparel wind sock, and shoved my cock into my wife 's pussy. She was hot and fast, but not as tight as our daughter. My wife squeezed her pussy down as I fucked her, my middle locked on our girl squirming on my wife 's mouth.

"That 's it, Daddy,"gasped Tiffany. Her hands found her breasts."Fuck momma. She 's so wicked. I came so hard the first time she licked my pussy. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

My girl giggled."That 's so nasty, dada. You have to cum on my face, too. Okay."

"Sure, pumpkin,"I groaned, my cock ache in my wife 's pussy.

Betty bucked her articulatio coxae back into my thrusts as she devoured our daughter 's twat. She licked and nuzzled. Tiffany moaned and gasped, humping and squirming. Her oculus rolled back in her head as she gasped and squealed.

"Make our girl cum,"I moaned as I fucked my wife."I want to find out her squeal. Get her wet and ready for my cock."

"Yes, dear."

I loved it. I groaned, savoring our new life as an incestuous family line. It was hot shag my girl while she slept, but now I could delight her without any lingering guilt feelings. My daughter loved what I did to her. I made her happy.

I loved her and she loved me.

"Oh, papa, yes. Mommy 's tongue feels amazing. She knows just where to work out. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

"She is,"I groaned. I smacked my wife 's ass."clout her harder. Make your slutty daughter cum on your mouth."

Betty moaned. Her pussy clenched on my cock. For a moment, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my teeth. I still had my girl to fuck. Two horny kitty that needed my attending. I took a deep breath then drew back.

And slammed in.

My balls smacked my wife 's clit. She groaned, her pussy growth hotter and hotter. Her hands gripped Tiffany 's waist. My married woman bucked. Her cunt spasmed on my cock. She moaned her orgasm as she tongued our daughter.

"You made Mommy cum !"gasped Tiffany."Oh, pop, that 's so hot. I ... I ... Yes, Mommy !"

Louis Comfort Tiffany came. Her aspect turned red as her spine heaved and her slit solid ground against her mother 's lips. Tiffany 's head tossed back and Forth, her brassy-brown hair flying about her face as she screamed so loud, letting out her pleasure.

I pulled out of my wife 's puss as Tiffany heaved through her orgasm. Her eyes opened, found my peter, and smiled."Mommy, it 's my number to get fucked. Please, please, stop licking."

"Right,"my wife groaned, her part dazed."Fuck her, Phil. ass our pregnant daughter."

My hawkshaw spasmed. I had bred my little girl.

I fell on her. She wrapped her thighs about my waistline and reached down to catch my hammer."Ooh, I finally get to touch it with my hands."She stroked me, guiding me to her pussy."Now fuck me, Daddy."

I thrust into my small little girl 's depths.

It was hot and awing. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My punishing balls slapped into her clit. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her arms wrapped about my organic structure, pulling me down to her. She stared into my eye as I drew back my pelvic girdle. It was so hot to look into her diffuse, brown depths as I made love to my short girl.

Her hips moved, matching my thrust while her tight slit caressed my putz. Wonderful detrition spilled through me. I groaned, loving every second of Eden. My daughter 's pussy was heaven. My dick ached and my balls throbbed.

"You 're in me, dad,"she moaned, grinning."Now I get to say all the words I wanted to. Mmm, yes. roll in the hay me, Daddy. Cypriot pound my kitty-cat. I know it 's haywire, but you 're such a bad Daddy. You do n't deal. You want to fuck me anyways."

"I do. Because I love you and you 're so sexy."

"I am."A huge grinning crossed her face.

"Ooh, yes, fuck our infant missy,"purred my wife from behind us.

I groaned when I felt her knife lick at my tool where it slammed into our daughter 's pussy. It was so wonderfully ill-timed. I grunted, fucking my daughter harder and faster. I loved it. This was the best. My girl gasped and shuddered beneath me.

"Oh, Daddy, momma 's being so bad. She 's licking us down there."

"You 're mother 's as big a slut as you are."

"Uh-huh,"moaned my wife between licks."Such a adulteress. Mmm, it 's so hot to cream where your incestuous flesh meet. This is turning me on so hard. Ooh, hold fucking our girl."

"And cum all over my face, Daddy,"gasped my daughter, her fingers digging into my back.

"Yes,"I growled.

I kissed her. Tiffany 's hard nipples rubbed into my chest as we rocked together. Her pussy grew tight and tighter. She moaned into her buss, growing closer and closer to cumming while my wife teased us both.

Her clapper shot into my mouth. Her consistency shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs mean about my waist as she bucked harder and harder into my thrusts. Our physical body slapped together. The pleasure sliding about my dick increased.

seventh heaven rushed through me.

"Damn,"I panted, breaking the kiss."You 're so hot. So blind drunk. Are you going to cum ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a racy daughter ?"

"The naughtiest. I love cumming on my pop 's big cock. Ooh, yes. Keep driving it into me, pappa. proceed fucking me. Make me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my daughter 's depths. Her eyes widened. Her back arched. Her nipple scratch hard into my chest. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her pussy spasmed hard about my peter, rippling up and down the entire length. It was so hot, so Delicious. succus squirted out of her, splashing my married woman in the face.

"So thoroughly, pappa !"she gasped.

"Oh, yes,"moaned my wife."Yo made her cum."

"Yes, yes, yes,"my daughter squealed over and over.

The pressure sensation in my balls grew."dearest,"I panted."Let go. I need to cum on your face."

"What ?"she gasped, her arms and second joint hugging me sloshed while her slit spasmed about my dick.

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my face !"

My balls were so unaired to erupting."Then let go, honey."

She did. I ripped my rooster out of her cunt as the first spirt guesswork out. I groaned, the pleasure crashing through my consistency. My cum splattered across her belly and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my gumshoe as the secondment heartbeat tried to erupt. I pointed my cock at her great face.

She had such a vast grin.

I released my cock and sprayed my daughter 's fount with cum.

It was obscene. White lines painted her brass. I grunted with each blast. Ecstasy crashed through my body. I came so very much. I unloaded on her face. It dribbled down her cheeks and forehead. She licked her lips, gathering the salty load.

And then my wife was on her, licking and sharing my cum with our daughter. They snowballed it back and Forth River. I groaned, stroking my softening tool as my wife and daughter loved each other. I grinned.

"I think category night will be a helluva a lot different."

My two charwoman giggled then shared another cum-filled kiss.

The End