Fucking My Mind Controlled Daughter On The Washing Machine

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Amber FoxxFire

Amber FoxxFire

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Fucking My Mind Controlled Daughter On The Washing Machine

di

Amber FoxxFire

Amber FoxxFire

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Billie had already been cast under my mind control spell, and yet she never knew it. And, more importantly, she never knew what depraved acts of pleasure I had in store for her nubile, eighteen-year old body.

Billie was my only daughter and the sole source of my sexual interest these days. I couldn't stop obsessing over her slim body, peachy ass, and ripe tits.


Excerpt:

Billie had already been cast under my mind control spell, and yet she never knew it. And, more importantly, she never knew what depraved acts of pleasure I had in store for her nubile, eighteen-year old body.

Billie was my only daughter and the sole source of my sexual interest these days. I couldn't stop obsessing over her slim body, peachy ass, and ripe tits. Just thinking about how stunning she was kept me awake every single night. From the second she had come of age, I had wanted her badly.

Her long, auburn hair and bright-green eyes complemented her pretty heart-shaped face perfectly, making her the hottest and most desired girl in town. Everywhere she went, she seemed to turn heads; even those of married men, who should've known better than to perv over girls half their age.

I hated the attention she got, though. The thought of horny men leering after my beautiful princess filled me with envy and rage. But my unhealthy jealousy and over protectiveness over her soon found an outlet in the form of a mind control machine I bought from the dark web…

After testing out the device on the cute blonde checkout girl from the local grocery store last week, I knew I had the keys to my daughter’s virgin pussy. All I had to do was wait to get her all alone.

However, as her mother was mostly at home these days — rooted on the sofa after being made redundant from her job — finding the opportunity to get my horny cock nice and wet inside the neatly shaved folds of Billie’s fresh cunt was proving almost impossible.

I soon realized that if I wanted to steal my daughter’s cherry then I’d have to get a little more daring — chancing the risk of getting caught in the act.

Days spent thinking about how I could get her away from her mom’s attention, it suddenly dawned on me: My wife loved those mindless soap operas on TV. Nothing, and I mean, nothing, could ever peel her away from the TV set when those were on. And, as it happened, the night her fav shows came on was the same night it was Billie’s turn to wash the clothes!

After knowing that the mind control machine was working on Billie at dinner — planting the thought of feeling her tiny foot stroke the erection in my pants under the dining table, and feeling it happen — I waited until the wife settled down to her dumb soaps and braced myself for action when Billie took a big batch of dirty laundry off to the garage.

Pushing up from the sofa, I followed her through without a word said from the wife. She would be glued to her shitty shows for a good hour, but I knew I’d only need a few wild minutes inside Billie to bust a serious nut.

At last, I could put my deviant plan into action. And although I knew it was terribly wrong, and I was heading straight for hell, I was too greedy with need to care. Sex with my virgin daughter was the ultimate fantasy!

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eng

Anno

2021

Isbn

9791220816342

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