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Daddy Creampied Me – Then My Bro Did Too! : Daddy’s Creampies 24


Copyright © 2018 by Tori Westwood

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This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters 18+.

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Daddy and my brother Kane really taught me a lesson that day. I knew I shouldn’t have flaunted myself to them like that, but I wanted to let them know how sexy I felt. Now the pair of them are letting me know how sexy they feel – and I’m feeling every inch of it!

Read how Daddy blasts his seed in my fertile pussy and how my brother follows up with a creampie of his own. Just keeping it in the family!

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I squeezed a hand at my big tits, tweaking the nipple until it was hard and then continued my descent. I pushed my fingers through the soft, kempt hair above my slit and then pulled back the hood of my clit to show them my stiffened stud.

“Go and give it a bite, Kane,” Daddy said, and he pushed my brother forwards.

Kane stalled at first, but slowly he stooped to my pussy, letting his face get closer and closer.

“Give it a good taste, Kane,” Daddy said. “I don’t want you to forget what they’re like.”

I looked down impatiently as Kane got himself into place. I never thought I’d be thinking this, but right then all I wanted was for him to put his stupid lips onto me. I wanted to feel something on my pussy and I wanted it now.

I grabbed his head and pushed him onto me, feeling his mouth gasp open as it touched my wet, loose flesh.

“There you go,” Daddy said, slapping his thigh and laughing as though it was one big game.

I let my mouth fall open and gave a deep moan, pushing Kane onto me. By now his mouth was open and he was sucking and kissing my taboo petals. He pushed his tongue out and smoothed it over my velvet flesh, poking it into my core and getting a real taste of my cream.

“Suck my pussy, Kane,” I moaned, pushing my tits together and giving them both a squeeze. I opened my eyes and looked straight to Daddy who was clearly enjoying himself.

He walked over to the table and then—to my surprise—mounted it completely, letting it take his weight as he stood up on it.

Kane pulled away from my flesh to see what the commotion was, but I quickly thrust his head back between my legs and set him back to work.

I couldn’t help but admire Daddy’s willingness to get his cock sucked. He walked carefully closer and I turned my face towards him, opening up again and feeding him to the back of my throat.

Daddy fucked my face all over again, filling my throat with his thickness again and again. I wondered quite what his intentions were. Was he going to fill my mouth with cum right there and then?

I started to tremble from Kane’s touches. As inexpert as he was, there was only so long that somebody could play with my pussy before it started to have the desired effect.

My brow furrowed and I moaned louder, the sound muffled by Daddy’s sinful flesh that lay buried deep in my mouth.

“She’s enjoying that, Kane,” Daddy said, proud of his son. “You keep doing what you’re doing there.”

Daddy Creampied Me – Then My Bro Did Too! : Daddy’s Creampies 24

Being a naughty little slut in the middle of summer can wield some risqué clothing choices. That day was one of the hottest of the year, so when I opted to wear only a bikini for breakfast, my brother and my Daddy had some choice words.

They’d been talking about it on the television for several days, so when I woke up that morning and felt the sticky heat in the air I knew they were absolutely right. Today was going to be a scorcher.

In typical, defiant, sexually adventurous, nineteen-year-old fashion I decided to protest by wearing very few clothes. I figured it was the weather’s fault.

I walked into the kitchen where my brother and my Daddy were eating breakfast and immediately noticed the change in tone. They stopped their chatter and even stopped eating to stare at me.

I busily made breakfast, pretending to ignore the attention I was getting. Secretly I loved it. I loved all eyes being on me and I loved making my Daddy and my brother Kane feel uncomfortable.

“Uhm, what the hell are you wearing, Lisa?” Daddy said. He was the first to snap.

“What?” I asked, looking down myself at what was basically underwear.

“Don’t you think you should put some clothes on”? Daddy said, sat bare-chested next to my brother.

“Don’t you?” I said, pointing between the both of them at their naked chests.

“That’s different,” Kane said. “There’s nothing sexy about our chests.”

“You’re right about that,” I joked. In actuality Daddy and Kane had pretty damn-fine chests, but I wasn’t about to let either of them know that. “So there’s something sexy about mine?”

I fluttered my eye-lashes at the pair of them and gave a little sexy pose against the counter, pushing my ass out and bringing my shoulders together to give myself a nice, big cleavage.

“Quit it, Lisa,” Daddy said. “You know what he meant.”

“I’m not sure I do,” I said, hand on hip and with extra sass. “Seems a little unfair to me.”

“What’s unfair about it?” Kane asked, clearly on Daddy’s side.

“You guys have far less on than I do.”

“We’re wearing shorts,” Kane said, pointing beneath the table.

“How do I know?”

Kane stood up as if he was making a case-winning argument and pointed to his shorts.

“You don’t need much fabric to cover that,” I joked, turning to hide my laughter.

“Sit down, Kane,” Daddy said, trying not to laugh himself.

“And anyway, it’s hot,” I said, pouring out some cereal.

Not that hot,” Daddy said. “I can basically see your asshole in those things.”

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