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We love it all, Daddy.” I wrenched Kelsey against me by her twin braids, flattening her nose against my crotch, smooshing her lips, plunging my cock into the tightest depths of her throat, giving her all I had. The brim of her hat was folded backward with the force of the motion, revealing those blue eyes, an amused glint shining from them. She reached round me, took two handfuls of my ass, and pulled me against her, moaning around the meat lodged in her throat as though it was a nothing more than a decadent treat for her to savor. She cocked her head, rotating her mouth around me, and with a teasing flick of her tongue, she closed one of those big blue eyes in a wink. “Oh, that bratty bitch.” Josie chuckled, her fingers grazing me around the hips, “She’s challenging you; she doesn’t respect your authority.” She nibbled my earlobe, “She doesn’t respect you as a father.” She licked my ear, “She doesn’t respect you as a man.” Kelsey swallowed around me, pulling me deeper into her squelching neck, encasing me in her soft wet heat. “But I know her weakness.” Josie whispered, splaying her fingers about my crotch, pulling me away, “I know how to make her hurt where she’s most vulnerable.” Inch by inch of my cock was revealed from the pillowing seal of Kelsey’s lips, every inch sheened wet. “Your precious little Kelsey is nothing but a filthy anal whore.” Josie wrapped her hands around my cock, “We both like it there, but she’s an addict.” Kelsey’s lips stretched from her face as Josie whispered in my ear, “What kind of a woman prefers to get fucked from where she shits? Not a woman at all, really. Just a little toy you can do whatever you want with.” My cock popped free from Kelsey’s lips, curving upward in its aching engorgement. It rested on one side of Kelsey’s face, and she smelled the length of its underside, then smiled broadly at me. “Aren’t you proud of your baby girls?” She giggled musically, “What a fine job of parenting you did.” “Such insolence…” Josie moaned, sliding her finger up my length, “Are you going to let her get away with it?” “Daddy lets us get away with everything.” Kelsey grinned maleficently up at me. “He’s just a big softy.” Josie giggled affectionately, grasping me lightly. “He’s just a little pussy.” Kelsey sneered. My anger suddenly went very cold. I could tell she saw the change in me. Her teasing smile stayed frozen on her face, but the fear set into her eyes. No, it wasn’t fear; not entirely. It was a terrible excitement, something riding the line between terror and exhilaration, like the agonizing anticipation of winding a guitar string with the intention of snapping it, hearing the pitch increase until the panicked shrieks of the tortured string seemed to cut right into your brain. Then, the release. The string broke, and in the wake of all that anxiety, was euphoria. I knew that feeling, because I felt it too. I was feeling it right then. I was going to fuck my daughter in the ass, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. “Make her scream, Daddy.” Josie moaned in my ear, caressing my cock, “And when she begs you to stop, just keep fucking her.” “Yes.” I whispered, then grabbed Josie by the hair, threw her bodily on top of her sister, and with nothing more than her and Kelsey’s saliva to lubricate me, I drove my cock into her tight little asshole. My thick meat stretched open her muscled ring, turning her pink rim into a tight white circle that hugged my reaming girth until I was buried inside her vile channel, the smooth bore of it clenching around me in the rigidity of pain. Her ass pillowed around my crotch, the cheeks molding around me, the plush fat filling every hollow between us until I indian was one with her, just like in the arcade. Rolls of her alabaster skin creased her lower back, casting shadows down the exaggerated arch of her spine, it’s parabolic rise ending at her head, tilted back to expose the upturned face staring back at me. The shock that lit up her expression was exquisite. Her eyes bulged, her mouth gaped open, and her gaunt cheeks were flushed with the precursor of a scream. It came. High and unbridled, pain and pleasure, horror and joy in kind. I took a grip of her platinum hair so that she was forced to look back at me, and I stared into her eyes as I pulled out, then plunged into my daughter’s sweet shithole again, and again, and again. JOSIE I began fingering her gently over the panty. I wisely said nothing. Her hands started exploring the shaft, head, and balls. Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast indian in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. “Mornin’ Mr. & Mrs. Stafford!” she said with an innocent smile on her face. If you want something different let me know.” She wasn’t so shocked, so taken aback compared to the morning. Just… thinking about something earlier.” Washington sent me to handle the investigation of yesterday’s shooting,” he told me. Bea asked her father who looked very much in need of a break. She started little whimpering noises and pushing up against my mouth. “Ok, what’s your question?” she replied. They talked about the night before: meeting at the bar, partying, laughing, going to bed together, the sex, the horizontal en pointe. She held my hand by the wrist and placed it back against her abdomen, slowly moving it down her now glistening stomach. I wasn’t even sure that I could stand up.