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She was under a lot of stress, and she was doing exactly what I had told her; becoming my little girl again. While it was unfortunate that this drilled happened, it would not be difficult to remedy. I would simply put Chani back into trance and remove that suggestion. With such a simple solution in mind, my thoughts returned to the present moment. “Good morning sweetheart.” I finally replied looking down at my daughter who was currently lying on her stomach with her chin in her hands and her feet in the air, wiggling them around as she held them up behind her with her knees spread wide. It was then that I noticed what she was wearing, just an old t-shirt and a pair of panties. That in and of itself is not entirely uncommon, but what was unusual was that the t-shirt was way too small and the panties were likewise. Worn and obviously old I suspected that Chani had found them anime buried deep in her closet. In fact, the leg holes seemed to almost cut into her skin, and the cartoon fabric was stretched so tight across her ass cheeks that it was nearly transparent. And what a pair of cheeks they were. I found myself staring at the wondrous round globes. I followed the leg line down past her ass and into her crotch, and when my eyes fell upon the outline of her pussy mound, I choked. The panties were so small that her pubic hair was spilling out of both sides. I had not seen that much of my daughter in many, many years, and the last time she certainly didn’t have the body of a fit and curvaceous woman. I was having some very unfatherly thoughts. “Chani,” I began sternly. “I think it’s time for you to get cleaned up and take care of your chores.” Obviously still engrossed in television programming clearly targeting people half her age Chani hesitated then partly turned her head in my direction, still trying to keep an eye on the tv. “Huh?” She articulated back in my general direction. “Chani, your chores. I said it’s time to get to work!” I surprised cutie myself with just how stern my tone was. I guess I was feeling a little angry, though at myself. Probably feeling guilty for staring at my daughter’s backside. Chani’s eyes suddenly glazed over as she seemed to stare off into space. Then quietly, muttering to herself she said, “Time to work.” The lifeless monotone of her words hentai lending an eerie tone to the phrase. Then as if a switch was flipped she was back. “What’d you say? Sorry, dad, we’ll have to talk later. I really let the morning get away from me, and I’ve got a ton of work to do.” He wasn't making love to her, he was drilled angry-fucking her. “You’d better not have any girls with you down in… where are you again?” Dakota sees this as and opportunity to straddle my face. That’s wrong on so many levels.” I drove past the little village of Kaawa to a parking lot which was almost empty. "I really don't keep track. "Yes, what cutie we should do about it" Kaveri asked. Darkness washed across my vision. I wondered what time it was, but I couldn’t see a clock. Alistair was waiting. I can feel my dick get hard as I draw closer to exploding with every thrust. “No sir, but we are the best! She angled her pelvis against me, and the delicate puff of her labia squished around me, her heat like molten lust, beckoning me, inviting me. She was sweaty against me, her scent wafting into my nostrils, her floral perfume, and something else; the sweet essence of her femininity, that hormone-rich precursor that whispered gently into my primal mind, coaxing the beast within. The Devil was anime absolutely smitten with her. I would later find out it was a body wash which was also contained in a bottle on the wall hentai of the shower room. “Jesus girl, what the hell did we just do!?” He sat up and looked at the mess between my legs, “I’m so sorry Liv, I don’t know what the hell got into me,” he was rigid with fear for what we had done. “He’s coming back today. If that’s the case, it does explain why the limo companies are doing so well,” I say to her. “Lucilla wasn’t supposed to be there, Brandon.” I muttered, forcing myself to hold his gaze, “I was going to leave, I was going to try to save her, but cartoon then you pulled me back.” “Yes, I’m Lolita.” He laughed as he thrust away, gripping the girl's hips. This time, after it had died away, the Head Mistress stepped onto the stage and said loudly, “Time to vote, my dears.” She paused a moment and then added, “Remember, any ineligible female... or sissy... who votes will join the loser up here on a punishment pole... except they will be up here for the rest of the evening.”