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Sleeping Daughter Chapter Three: Nanny Cam Revelation

 

Sleeping Daughter

Chapter Three: Nanny Cam Revelation

by mypenname3000

© Copyright 2016


Story Codes: Male/Teen female, Male/Female/Teen female, Incest, Voyeurism, Oral Sex

For a list of all the Sleeping Daughter Chapters and other stories click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.



Click here for Chapter 2.



“She isn’t even wearing panties tonight, the little slut,” my wife chortled in my ear. I reached up and adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece to make it more comfortable and stop pinching. “Ooh, this is almost as good as being there. She’s ripe and ready for you. She’s taken her medication and she’s passed out.”
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Sleeping Daughter Chapter Two: Backdoor Delight

 

Sleeping Daughter

Chapter Two: Backdoor Delight

by mypenname3000

© Copyright 2016


Story Codes: Male/Female/Teen female, Incest, Anal Sex, Oral Sex

For a list of all the Sleeping Daughter Chapters and other stories click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.



Click here for Chapter 1.



The beep of my alarm clock dragged me out of drowsy sleep. I groaned, my hand lashing out, swiping across the counter, brushing my cell phone before I crashed into the side of the alarm clock’s plastic case. My fingers trailed up it and found the button.
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Sleeping Daughter Chapter One: Wife’s Wicked Plan

 

Sleeping Daughter

Chapter One: Wife’s Wicked Plan

by mypenname3000

© Copyright 2016


Story Codes: Male/Female/Teen female, Incest, Virgin, Oral Sex

For a list of all the Sleeping Daughter Chapters and other stories click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.



The bathroom door opened right as I reached for the doorknob. I froze. A cloud of steam washed over me as my fourteen-year-old daughter stepped out, still damp from her shower, her brassy hair wrapped up by one towel, another towel wrapped about her budding body. I blinked at the sight of her swelling cleavage and then noticed how sleek her legs were.
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