Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8

... win the game tomorrow..."

"If we win the game tomorrow." I corrected her.

"When we win the game tomorrow." she repeated, rolling her eyes. "Just give the word and I'll call it off."

"Just like that?" I asked dubiously.

"Just like that." she confirmed. "They won't go ahead if you're not comfortable."

That almost sounded crazy considering what they were planning on helping me do to my daughter.

Of course they didn't know that she was my daughter.

All they knew was that I was a studly caoch that she wanted to fuck, but would never have the nerve to make a move on.

"And they still don't know Sabine is my daughter?" I asked, just to clarify that.

"Not unless you told them tigar." she replied teasingly.

There was a part of me that wanted to be angry at Sylvia for bringing all this up, like a petulant child who's fun is being ruined, but I wasn't a child.

No, I could see that she was just trying to look out for my interests, and it suddenly occurred to me that she’d been attempting to do that throughout our entire relationship but I'd been unreasonably obstinate.

Upon this realization I reached down and gently grasped her chin, guiding her face up towards me as I craned my neck down, kissing her deeply and passionately.

When I broke from our kiss with a loud smack she gasped, "What was that for?"

"For everything." I replied with a chuckle.

"Ooo Daddy!" she giggled, rubbing her ass on my rapidly swelling cock.

She began kissing me ...

... again, and once I was fully erect she rose up in the tub until we were face to face, guiding my tip to the entrance of her hot hole, breaking from our sloppy kiss, before with a smile and a wink she sank back down, impaling herself on my hard cock.

"Mmmmm." she hummed happily as she took me inside her.

I suddenly wondered if maybe I shouldn't just call the whole thing off.

Did I really need to shag my daughter?

Between Jenny, Mary-Beth, and Sarah shouldn't I be satisfied?

Plus with Sylvia it was pretty much guaranteed there'd be more nubile young girls in my future.

Sylvia loved young pussy, and more to the point she loved to share.

As Sylvia began slowly riding my bar I really thought I would just call the whole thing off, but then the game changed my mind again.

My team hit the pitch hard from the jump, and I couldn't have been more proud.

Even when the other team managed to gain possession my girls took it back before they could even get into the striking circle much less score.

It was a pretty boring game for Sarah as the goalkeeper.

The idea that the team might get me out of having to make a decision by losing was out the window.

It was clearly going to be a shutout.

Sylvia was with me on the bench, and I very nearly turned to her and told her to shut down the plan, but then Sabine caught my eye.

She bit her lip with that expression of deep longing before catching my eye.

She blushed and threw herself back into the game.

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