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Candy Pikachu 5

... Sandy’s voice was getting closer. She had obviously started ascending the stairs. Max turned on the water to the shower and then left the bathroom. He closed the door to Lily’s room just before Sandy’s head appeared above the top step. She did not see him and instead made for the bathroom where the noise was.

“What are you doing,” Sandy gasped when she saw Lily lying in the tub on her back, letting the water fall straight onto her lower half, hiding the fact that her shorts were soaked with her own pee. Her eyes were crossed and her tongue was hanging out as she struggled to process the feeling of having her cunt kicked in by her father repeatedly. To her mother though, nothing looked sexual about her appearance and she just appeared to be a sloppy daughter that had slept in and was still half asleep.

While Sandy did her best to get Lily ready for camp, Max used the sheets from her bed to soak up all the liquid on the carpet until it was merely damp. He just managed to get them into the washing machine downstairs when Sandy and Lily went back to her room to get her scout uniform.

Sandy was in too much of a hurry to ask where her sheets were and soon they had left the house. Max went back to Lily’s room to put baking soda on the carpet to absorb the rest of the liquid and hopefully any smell. He sighed as he sat down on the edge of Lily’s mattress. He was starting to find it difficult to juggle his obsession with raping his daughter and his normal life. It would not ...

... be long before Sandy realized everything and he had to come up with a plan just in case.

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Lily was still pretty much out of it when her mother dropped her off at the camp grounds. Sandy had already driven off some minutes ago, before Lily realized she had been standing still at the edge of the camp without an expression.

Looking down she saw her full sash of scout patches, save for the overnight badge which she had procured from Mr. Richards on Halloween. Thinking back she recalled how he had pinned it through her breast and then demanded she wear it the same way when he next saw her; that and she was supposed to not have any panties on either.

Luckily she had stuffed the patch into the pocket of her green scout skirt right after removing it on Halloween and it was still there now. She walked over to a tree on the camp ground and faced it so no one could see what she was doing as she unbuttoned her olive blouse and pushed the safety pin through the top layer of skin on her chest.

It was not as painful as when Mr. Richards had punctured her areola, but it was much worse than what she had imagined in her dream. At least it was a straight needle instead of a curved hook designed to get caught in a fish’s mouth. Lily giggled ...