Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 4 - Cookies & Milk - edited - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 4 - Cookies & Milk - edited

... matted and tangled around her shoulders. Her pretty hazel eyes, bloodshot and teary like her mother’s. Those dark, bold eyebrows, raised in shock and terror. She sniffles continuously, snot dripping from crying so much. Dripping down into her leather ring gag, forcing her mouth open in an always-surprised ‘O’ shape.

Her cute pale pink pajamas with snowflakes all over, still intact, hiding her little body. Long sleeves, matching long pants. My cock swells, and her eyes widen even more, looking down at her daddy’s swollen cock right in front of her. I smile and tease her, rubbing my cock forward onto her legs. She recoils and tightens up into a ball, trying to hug her knees to her chest, create distance between us.

I grab her knees and force them back down, under me. I straddle her straightened legs, sitting on her thighs, putting my cock in her lap. I grind around, rubbing my balls around, poking my dick into her crotch and belly.

I then lean in and hug into Grace behind Ella, our daughter sandwiched in between us. I reach my face forward and kiss at Grace’s fleshy breasts. I lift and shove Ella, putting her head in between the tits behind her. Not the biggest breasts, but I still have fun, trying to squeeze her warm udders around her daughters head.

I nibble and peck at puffy nipple, move inward to kiss and slobber all over Ella’s struggling face, then onto the other side to lick and bite at the other nipple. I move them around, roughing up Ella's dark hair. I ...

... kiss her cute little cheek, lick at her forehead, stick my tongue into her open mouth.

I lick and suck at Grace’s soft mounds. Her skin is so salty, sweaty. I cant get enough. I breathe her in, rub my face into them, feel her hardened nipples across my nose and cheek. I breathe in her scent, moving up a bit to bury my face into her cleavage. Her musk is a bit sour, but still so sweet, that smell of vanilla still so feminine. I lift a breast up and bury my nose and mouth underneath, so musty and warm. Damp, the sweatiest part of her body right now probably. I lick at the crease of her underboob. Gross, but my cock throbs painfully in Ella’s belly.

I grab Ella’s wrists with one hand, both still bound together, and lift. She struggles a bit but my strength overwhelms her and lifts her arms above her head. I grab a fistful of her pink and white snowflake pajama shirt with my other hand, right in the center of her chest, and rip with all my strength!

Her button down pajama shirt doesn’t stand a chance. Little buttons go flying, the fabric making a loud satisfying RIIIP sound, the entire shirt opens up straight down the center. The little girl squeaks in shock, her mother lets out a yelp of complaint. I ignore them and enjoy the bare flesh exposed in front of me.

Ella’s squirming against my grip holding her arms up only adds to the experience, making her small breasts jiggle slightly. Her almond skin, the perfect amount of darkness, yet so smooth and pure. Her little tits ...