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

"She is n't even wearing panties tonight, the little strumpet,"my wife chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth phone to make believe it more comfortable and stop pinching."Ooh, this is almost as respectable as being there. She 's ripe and ready for you. She 's taken her medicament and she 's passed out."

My prick ached. Even after a month of fucking my eighteen-year-old girl while she slept, I was still eagre to feel her hot, pissed flesh wrapped about my pecker. It was so haywire. So forbidden.

So wonderful.

It had all been my wife 's wicked estimate to molest our sleeping daughter. After Tiffany was diagnosed with quiescence Beauty Syndrome, which sounded completely made-up to me, she had to hire a potent medicinal drug that kept her knocked out for the full nighttime. Nothing disturbed her. Not even being fucked.

She had no idea 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 adjacent morning she bounced with vitality, bubbling about the sexy dreams she had again. Our daughter did n't have a go at it what we were doing to her, but her body did.

And she came hard as we molested her.

Tonight my wife was out of town visiting her sickish sis. So she made certain the old nanny cam we bought age ago was setup and working again. She had positioned the teddy bear so it had a arrant view of our daughter 's bed.

"No pantie ?"I asked as I padded down the student residence naked, my dick thrusting hard before me.

"Nope, the lilliputian slattern must be desperate for daddy 's attention."My wife giggled."Ooh, she has such a puppy love on you. Now get in there and gratify your slight girl."

I reached my daughter 's bedroom. She left the door undecided, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with youthful mania. I had heard her whispering with her mother, talking about her burning desires for an old man.

Me.

My daughter had the hots for me.

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

"God, she 's gorgeous, Phil,"moaned my wife."Can you see her pussy from the doorway ? The camera 's not in the correct spot for me to tell."

I nodded my head, forgetting my wife could n't see me through the nanny cam yet. My eye were glued on my daughter. She lay on her belly, the curves of her ass rising above her flowing spinal column before they transitioned into her smooth thighs. She fell asleep with them spread wide, her snatch aimed at the door.

"Little slut,"I groaned.

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

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

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

I nodded. I floated forward. My dick ached. I reached her bed and stared at her. She was gorgeous, slender. Brassy-brown hair spilled about her back and face. I brushed a few strands off her articulatio humeri and bow down to kiss her.

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

"pop 's here,"I groaned."Daddy 's going to attain such sweet erotic love to you."

"And breed you,"panted my wife."Tell her you 're going to breed her, dear. multiply a grandchild into our daughter. I want to see her teenage belly swelling with your nipper. It will be so make love hot."
"daddy 's going to cum in you and you 'll get meaning,"I groaned. It was so wrongfulness, the line no parent should intersect with their child.

My dick almost came just thinking about it.

What would Tiffany call back when her silky belly swelled with her child ? Who would she guess fucked her ? She was a Virgo the Virgin and proud of it. She had no idea her female parent and I molested her in her sleep. I should sustain stopped before taking her cherry.

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

I reached out and stroked my finger's breadth down her spine. My daughter moaned and sighed in her sleep, shifting slightly. Her small butt wiggled. My finger reached the behind of her spin and kept going, rising with the swell of her ass. I circled her right cheek, my finger dimpling her flesh.

"Do n't tease me,"my married woman panted."I 'm so horny. Just fuck her."

"When I 'm ready."

My wife moaned. I heard the wet squelch of fingers working in and out of hot slit."roll in the hay her ! strain her ! Oh, yes ! Do it, Phil ! She wants it, the little strumpet. I bet her slit is already soaking wet. Feel her. Touch her ! Let me know."

"Okay."

I moved my hand down between my girl 's thighs. It grew heater and warmer the deeper I reached. My daughter shuddered when I brushed her pussycat surrounded by her indulgent curls. I stroked up and down her flesh. Her toes curled and her butt clenched. Her succus 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 finger her. Fuck her. harass her ! Oh, God, Phil, please, please, please. I 'm so horny. I 'm going to set off if you don't."

"I thought you wanted to explode."

"Phillip Taylor, molest your daughter right this instant !"

I answered like husband had for centuries :"Yes, dear."

My hands clenched and squeezed Tiffany 's ass. They were so warm and juicy. I pulled them apart and groaned at the lot of her sphincter nestled between them. I leaned down, unable to resist any part of my daughter 's body.

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

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

"Just enjoy, sweetheart,"I groaned between slug of her off-key asshole.

My fingers dug into her ass, kneading her butt-cheeks as my tongue probed and wiggled into her sphincter. I entered her bowels, loving the approximate grain. My hammer throbbed, aching at the memory of taking her anal-cherry a month back. Every few Nox 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 wicked father. You 're molesting our sleeping daughter. She trusts you. Oh, yes, yes, yes."

My wife 's brassy moans made it pretty obvious she just came. She gasped and heaved in the background knowledge, her bed creaking. My dick ached, happy I was pleasing both my cleaning woman. I kept tonguing Louis Comfort Tiffany 's ass while my right hand explored lower and lower.

And found my daughter 's wet pussy.

I shoved a pair of fingers into her tight, silken astuteness. Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned and her anatomy clamped down on my finger. Her hips wiggled as I pumped my fingers in and out of her profundity. My pecker ached and throbbed, wishing to swap spot with my fingers.

I ignored my stopcock. For now. I concentrated on tonguing my girl 's ass and fingering her pussy. I pushed my spit as rich in as I could while fucking my finger faster and faster in and out of her cunt. My thumb pushed through her folding and found her clit.

"papa !"Tiffany gasped, her slumbering physical structure bucking in the bed.

I rubbed harder at her clit. I loved how the small beadwork felt beneath my thumb. I massaged harder and harder against her. She gasped and groaned. She squirmed on the bed, heaving, gasping. Her slumbering body loved it. Her dream must be so grand and vivid.

"Oh, Daddy, 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 wife 's words."She 'll get it."

"Good !"

"Have a nice cum ?"

"The effective, 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, keep fingering her snatch. Make our daughter cum before you ram that big, thick cock into her tight cunny."

I rubbed harder on my girl 's button. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my fingers. Her rose hip roll, pushing back into my thrusts. Her moan echoed through the room. panting, heaving moans of pure delight.

I moved my brim down her taint to her pussy. I licked around my probing fingers, gathering her sweet succus. They poured out of her. She was like her mother—always dripping wet. I sucked on her clit, nibbling on the minuscule bud.

"How does she taste ?"asked my wife.

"Delicious."

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

I sucked hard on my girl 's clit then I flicked my tongue over and over on the bud. She gasped and moaned. Her body bucked and squirmed. If it was n't for her powerful medication, I would swear she was awake.

"Daddy,"she moaned.

Her juices squirted out of her pussy.

The hot cream dripped on my facial expression. I loved the flavour adorning my grimace. I breathed in her musk as her hole spasmed about my finger's breadth. More and Thomas More juices poured out into my hungry sassing. My married woman panted in my ear as I drank our daughter 's passion.

"Did she eject ? I bet she did. I bet the short slattern flooded your backtalk. Ooh, severalize me, Phil. Tell me, please !"

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

"And now her pussy 's begging for pappa 's big, thick dick to ream her. What are you waiting on ? I know you want to bury into her snatch and be intimate her into the next century, honey. Do it. feed our slut the pounding she wants and deserves."

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

"Yes,"hissed my wife into my ear."Oh, yes. Fuck the little trollop. engender a grandchild into our girl. Do it, honey."

I moved my stopcock to my daughter 's pussy. I rubbed it on her physical body. It was an awkward Angle. So I grabbed one of Tiffany 's many pillows—do n't ask me why she had more than than one—and shoved it beneath her stomach, raising her ass and cunt. I smiled as I rubbed my cock against her twat 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 audience while molesting my daughter.

I had to pretend it a great show.

I thrust into my daughter 's hot, loaded cunt, bearing into her in a single thrust. Her pulp engulfed my cock. The spicy, sweetest silk caressed my hawkshaw. delight raced down the tip my balls bubbling with cum. I groaned, savoring her depths. Her articulatio coxae shifted again.

"dada,"she sighed, dreaming.

"That 's right, baby girl, pop 's cock is buried to the hilt in your slutty cunt."

"Mmm, yes,"my wife moaned."Fuck our daughter hard. lumber her snatch. This is so bedamn hot. I 'm watching my own personal porn."

I grinned at the television camera and string my dick out slowly from my girl 's rigorous embracing. I groaned, my eyes rolling in my question. It was such a unfermented, agonizing bliss. My girl was so fuddled and hot and juicy.

I thrust into her depths. My balls 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 articulatio coxae, pumping my rosehip, loving the ripple of her butt-cheeks and the moonshine playing on her sylphlike back.

"Ooh, yes, you 're ramming your big, dense cock into our girl 's cunt. That 's so hot. Mmm, yes. Fuck her. nominate 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 phone on speaker. I caught most of her gasp and groan as she writhed, watching me fuck our slumbering daughter.

What a thrill.

I ran my hands up and down Tiffany 's rachis, brushing the sides of her breasts. They were little cumulus. She was her mother in toy save for their breaking ball. Betty had them in spades. Big, bountiful titmouse. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my daughter 's slender frame and small breasts were just as hot.

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

"That 's it, baby female child,"I groaned."Mmm, yes, let dada finger how often you love his big, thick dick. Oh, yes. You love my big cock. Do n't you ?"

"Daddy,"she panted.

"Yes, you do. Oh, yes."

My balls ached and boiled. They had to explode. I groaned and grunted, burying into the depths of my girl 's cunt. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. bang after blast of my fertile source spilling into her unswayed depths. Tiffany 's pussy spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.

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

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

We were all cumming together as a phratry, even if my married woman could n't be here. I grunted, driving my dick into my daughter 's spasming profundity. I stared right at the nanny cam, loving the shiver 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 lick your cum from our daughter 's pussy. You know how 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 smile on her sassing."afters dreams, pumpkin."

"After that performance, she 'll give 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 figure it out. After a month, complacency had set in. My wife and I were getting away with it. So when Tiffany bounded into the kitchen dressed for school day, I gave her a big grin.

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

"Trying."

She threw her arms around my cervix and gave me a flying buss on my cheek. She pressed her body against me doing it, teasing me with her developing curve ball. My cock ached in my slacks. Then, after a few more burn heartbeats, she broke away and flounced to her seat at the kitchen nook.

"It does n't count if you do burn up them,"she declared."Not after the wonderful dreams I had last night."

"More wet ones ?"I asked. I also was far more comfortable talking sex in social movement of my daughter.

"Maybe."A grin played on her lips. Memories of sliding my cock in and out of her mouth flashed through my mind.

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

So was I.

"Daddy, what time are you getting home from work ?"

"Same time as usual,"I answered. Then I fixed her a wary tone."Planning on sneaking a boy over before I get home since your mother 's away."

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

"Then why are you so lament to know what time I 'm getting house ?"I asked, ineffectual to hide my grinning. I knew she had a immense crunch on me, and it was marvellous to see it on her face.

"I have something to show you."

"Oh ? Bad report cards ?"

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

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

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

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

"Good."She took a stopping point bite then bolted from the table shouting,"I love you, papa, got to go."

I shook my question as the room access crashed shut behind her. In some ways she was still my lilliputian female child, in former ways she had grown into a gorgeous brute. I closed my eyes, remembering the feel of her slit as I came in her last night.

If I had a few to a greater extent minutes, I would have jerked off right there at the breakfast table. Instead, I ventured forth into the direful morning traffic. I fought through the bumper-to-bumper gridlock, sipping my coffee and listening to good morning talk radio.

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

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Work was feverish. Stressful. We were behind in the new projection. Not by much, but enough that middle management was cracking the whip. They kept going around talking about,"Being part of the squad,"and"doing your part"and"qualification sacrifices."It was all bullshit.

But the bullshit made us work harder. No pointless breaks to talk around the water cooler. No hour spent browsing Facebook while pretending to make on composition. No playing solitaire in the good afternoon because I was too tired to do your job.

And no thinking about the girl I loved to molest. Her tight cunt. Her small breasts. Her dusky-pink nipples. And how she smelled. Fresh. dessert. Innocent.

OK, I thought about her a little bit. She was in my origin. I loved my married woman, but we were both drunk on our daughter.

I worked at my desk through tiffin, eating an egg salad sandwich I bought from the hawking simple machine. It was n't the Best decisiveness I could make. But I forced it down as I went over the number. By the end of the day, we were making headway, catching up while the midsection direction ran by giving high-fives like they did anything at all but make credit.

Assholes.

I clocked out at the regular time. While we were behind on the schedule, the caller was too cheap to make us work overtime. I probably would work on it at domicile on my computing device just to show I was a team player.

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

I faced the drudgery of traffic going abode, which was lighter for some reason and I was house fifteen minutes earlier. Since I had forgotten the video recording, I was shocked when my girl bounded up to me the second I walked through the door. She wore a dissimilar outfit, something girlish and downlike : garden pink, pleated skirt ; tight halter top, a brighter shadiness of pinko than her skirt, the textile clinging to her small boob ; knee-hi, knock wind cone. I was sensing a melodic theme with her outfit.

"Daddy !"she grinned, taking my paw."It 's metre to watch the video."

"TV ?"I asked then our conversation this morning came back to me."Right, right. Will this take foresightful ? I have some things to sour on before dinner."

"pa, this is very important."

I did n't resist as she led me to the life room. Partly because I loved the way her skirt swayed about her silklike thighs and clung to her gorgeous ass. She pushed me down onto the recliner and then grabbed her iPad. We had one of those impudent TV 's that tablets and computer could sync to.

"Did you know someone set up the old nanny cam in my bedroom ?"

My tummy lurched. My heart pulsation faster."What ?"

"You know, the one you and Mommy bought to make sure Mrs. Stevens was n't up to anything nefarious."My daughter rolled her oculus."Like she ever would."

I did n't know what to say.

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

She hit play. Her raw consistency appeared on covert, the bend of her ass, her satiny back, her brassy hair falling over her face. My daughter stood by the TV, looking from me to herself sleeping on concealment then back to me.

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

"Honey ..."I croaked.

"stillness, Daddy, let 's keep on watching and see who this despicable mortal is."

I squirmed on the death chair. My brass burned. I was in so much trouble. Soon the cops would know and I would go to prison forever. My daughter would hate me. I was such a musical composition 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 destitute and vulnerable,"continued Tiffany."Just lying there, helpless. Anyone could walk in and do something to me."Her eyes flashed to me."Right, pop ?"

"I guess."I licked my lips."I ... honey ... It 's not ..."

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

My apparition darkened the room. Her threshold was spread and I blocked the light implosion therapy in from the hallway. I remembered standing there concluding night, stroking my cock, ogling my daughter. I walked onto the filmdom. There was no strait. She did n't get wind me talking to my wife.

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

"Just disgusting,"my daughter said."right field, pa ?"

"Disgusting."

I watched myself bring my finger down to her pussy, rubbing her flesh. I held it up to the television camera before sucking it into my mouth. My dick throbbed in my trouser as my daughter shook her head, her wind wrinkling.

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

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

"You 're dingy 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 fingerbreadth in and out of her pussy while licking at her clit. My buttock burned. I was in so much difficulty. So why was my hawkshaw so hard right hand now ? I should be looking away.

But I was entranced.

"Are you sorry for fucking me ?"She tapped the sieve, skimping the video forward to show me rubbing my cock up and down her pussy."Huh, Daddy ? Are you sorry for taking my virginity and spurting your cum into my fertile, untouched depth. Did you want to crap me significant, papa ? Did you want to spawn me ?"

I swallowed. My daughter moved before me. She stood at the foot of the recliner, blocking the screenland. Her brown eyes bored in at me. She tossed her pad onto the couch and put her hands on her hips.

"Answer me, pappa. Did you want to breed your daughter ?"

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

"And are you deplorable ?"

I nodded my head.

"Why ?"Her hands slid up her waist and cupped her breasts through the thin textile of her halter top. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the material."Did n't you like fucking my kitty ? Did n't you love my hot, tight cunt ?"

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

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

"Both."I wanted to look 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 wicked Daddy. You should n't be no-count. You should be proud, Daddy."She pulled her hands from her breasts. She shoved them right into her doll 's pouch and pulled out a long, flimsy, gabardine object, made of credit card. A gestation test. She held it upright piano, the pink crease visible.

"extolment, papa. 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 nice as she wiggled on me. She ground her pussy on my peter as her script grasped my shoulders. 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 large tit jiggling."Betty ? I ... you ..."My eyes widened."You set me up ? You and Tiffany."

"It was so hard not to give it away, Daddy,"Tiffany moaned, bouncing on my privates."Luckily, mummy shoved my brass into her puss near of the time so you could n't enjoin I was awake. But last Night was so backbreaking to sham to be asleep. It 's why I covered my face with my hair and slept on my stomach."

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

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

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

"I did."

"Good."And then she kissed me.

It was glorious. Her glossa danced through my mouth. Her rim were pocket-sized but vigorous. She ground operose on me. My dick ached beneath her as the blood rushed through my head teacher. She tasted of bubblegum. My hands, hesitant at 1st, seized her hips. 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 skirt, pulling her harder on my peter. She moaned into my mouth. Her heat bled through my mire. Followed by her moisture. She did n't bust step-in and she dripped.

I turned my daughter on.

Tiffany broke the osculation, her face 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 mitt went around our daughter 's physical structure and gripped her breasts. Tiffany broke our buss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her caput. Mother and daughter kissed over Tiffany 's shoulder.

"Fuck,"I groaned.

My wife smiled and broke the 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 secretive in appearance. My wife ripped off our daughter 's top, breaking the kiss for only the second it required, then latched onto Louis Comfort Tiffany 's mouth again. Their titty pressed together, Betty 's pillowing into Tiffany 's unwavering mounds.

They sank to the floor. I ripped off my tie and fumbled at the buttons of my shirt as I watched Tiffany writhe beneath Betty. They kept kissing and humping. Tiffany 's skirt slipped up, exposing her bare hip. Her pussy ground against her mother's.

Then Betty wiggled down our girl 's dead body. My wife 's cloggy tits dragged across Tiffany 's belly. My married woman paused to nip our daughter 's mamilla, sucking each dusky-pink nub into her lip before she continued down. And down.

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

"mammy,"squealed Tiffany as her mother licked through her hot pussy. Her youthful pelvis humped and her tit jiggled."Yes, yes. Ooh, I love it when you lick my snatch. It 's almost as ripe as pa 's cock."

My wife did n't suffice with wrangle, but with a purring groan as she devoured our girl 's cock. I threw off my shirt and started on my pants. I kicked off my dress shoes before standing. I shoved down my falling off and boxers, my putz pop out.

"Fuck mamma 's pussy,"moaned Tiffany."I want your cock covered in her juice when you fuck me. It 'll be so hot. You 'll thrust Mommy 's cream deep into my cunt."

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

I nodded my head in concluded agreement.

I knelt behind my wife, au naturel save for my pitch-black dress socks, and shoved my cock into my wife 's slit. She was hot and sloshed, but not as tight as our daughter. My wife squeezed her pussy down as I fucked her, my heart locked on our daughter squirming on my wife 's mouth.

"That 's it, papa,"gasped Tiffany. Her hands found her breast."Fuck Mommy. She 's so wicked. I came so hard the number 1 clip she licked my puss. I love cumming on her face."

"Me, too,"I groaned.

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

"Sure, pumpkin,"I groaned, my dick aching in my wife 's pussy.

Betty bucked her hip joint back into my thrusts as she devoured our daughter 's cunt. She licked and nuzzled. Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned and gasped, humping and squirming. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gasped and squealed.

"Make our daughter cum,"I moaned as I fucked my wife."I want to pick up 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. It was hot fucking my daughter while she slept, but now I could enjoy her without any lingering guilt trip. My daughter loved what I did to her. I made her happy.

I loved her and she loved me.

"Oh, pa, yes. Mommy 's knife feeling amazing. She knows just where to lick. Oh, yes. She 's the best."

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

Betty moaned. Her pussy clenched on my shaft. For a moment, I almost came. I stopped fucking her and grit my teeth. I still had my daughter to fuck. Two horny pussy that needed my care. I took a late breather then drew back.

And slammed in.

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

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

Tiffany came. Her human face turned red as her cover heaved and her slit basis against her mother 's mouth. Tiffany 's head tossed back and forth, her brassy-brown hair flying about her face as she screamed so cheap, letting out her pleasure.

I pulled out of my wife 's snatch as Tiffany heaved through her orgasm. Her eyes opened, found my cock, and smiled."Mommy, it 's my bend to get fucked. Please, please, break off licking."

"right hand,"my wife groaned, her phonation dazed."Fuck her, Phil. piece of tail our fraught daughter."

My dick spasmed. I had bred my little girl.

I fell on her. She wrapped her thighs about my shank and reached down to grab my cock."Ooh, I finally get to match it with my hands."She stroked me, guiding me to her puss."Now fuck me, Daddy."

I thrust into my piddling fille 's depths.

It was hot and gravel. I sank all the way to the hilt in her. My heavy nut slapped into her button. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her arms wrapped about my consistence, pulling me down to her. She stared into my heart as I drew back my coxa. It was so hot to appear into her subdued, brownish deepness as I made love to my little girl.

Her hips moved, matching my poking while her blotto pussy caressed my dick. Wonderful clash spilled through me. I groaned, loving every second of nirvana. My girl 's pussy was heaven. My prick ached and my orchis throbbed.

"You 're in me, Daddy,"she moaned, grinning."Now I get to say all the Book I wanted to. Mmm, yes. screwing me, Daddy. Egyptian pound my pussy. I know it 's wrong, but you 're such a bad dad. You do n't care. You want to fuck me anyways."

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

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

"Ooh, yes, fuck our baby miss,"purred my wife from behind us.

I groaned when I felt her tongue lick at my cock where it slammed into our daughter 's twat. It was so wonderfully legal injury. I grunted, fucking my girl harder and faster. I loved it. This was the dependable. My daughter gasped and shuddered beneath me.

"Oh, daddy, Mommy '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 slut. Mmm, it 's so hot to lick where your incestuous shape sports meeting. This is turning me on so laborious. Ooh, preserve fucking our girl."

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

"Yes,"I growled.

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

Her tongue shooting into my mouth. Her dead body shuddered beneath me. She locked her thighs pie-eyed about my waist as she bucked harder and harder into my thrusts. Our flesh slapped together. The pleasance sliding about my dick increased.

Bliss rushed through me.

"tinker's damn,"I panted, breaking the osculation."You 're so hot. So tight. Are you going to cum ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Because you 're a naughty girl ?"

"The risque. I love cumming on my daddy 's big tool. Ooh, yes. continue driving it into me, Daddy. maintain fucking me. micturate me explode."

"Do it,"moaned my wife.

I drove into my girl 's profoundness. Her eyes widened. Her back bowed. Her nipples scratch hard into my chest. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her pussy spasmed hard about my tool, rippling up and down the entire length. It was so hot, so delicious. Juices squirted out of her, splashing my wife in the face.

"So well, Daddy !"she gasped.

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

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

The press in my balls grew."love,"I panted."Let go. I need to cum on your face."

"What ?"she gasped, her arms and thigh hugging me soused while her puss spasmed about my dick.

"I 'm about to cum."

"Yes, yes, on my aspect !"

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

She did. I ripped my dick out of her pussycat as the kickoff squirt shot out. I groaned, the delight crashing through my body. My cum splattered across her venter and left tit. I moved quickly, squeezing my cock as the 2d pulse tried to erupt. I pointed my turncock at her expectant face.

She had such a immense grin.

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

It was obscene. White note painted her face. I grunted with each good time. Ecstasy crashed through my body. I came so 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. I groaned, stroking my softening dick as my wife and daughter loved each other. I grinned.

"I think family Night will be a helluva a lot different."

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

The End