Grandma Rose discovers the Reverend and his Emma are lovers
Chapter VII: The Reverend's Little Girls, 2011
Emma's smooth perfumy softness touching warm beside him Reverend Joshua woke up in the dark of the cabin still half dreaming, his hand wrapped around his swollen hard cock.
The devil in them both, hungrily licking, kissing, sucking, their warm wet mouths, their little hands jacking his cock, his mother cupping his balls whispering, "nnnn, Daddy," before sexily sucking him deep into her throat, he was dreaming of his little Emma and his mother Rose.
He was growling, what good girls they were, moaning, "Mmm, my lil babies, yesss, suck Daddy," his incestuous daughters loving on their father, "mmmm my beautiful girls," taking turns sucking his incestuous cock.
"Daddy's little girls," Rose cooed again, Emma and Rose, incestuous little girls with their father, his two little girls, rubbing each other's beautifully full lovely creamy soft breasts pulling on each others puffy hot nipples. Kissing, sweltering hot kisses their tongues in each other's mouths their little hands wrapped around his thick meaty manhood, jacking their Daddy's cock together as they kissed. Rose mewling so softly, so little, "Nnnn, Papaaaa, look at Emma, Daddy, look how good she's sucking you, Daddy. I knew she was, Papa, at night under the covers, sucking her father's cock, making you cum in her little mouth, Daddy," just as the Reverend Joshua woke up.
His dream was so real. As lucid as any he'd ever had. His cock was throbbing, aching hard in his fist. The bed gently creaked in the dark to his rocking hips. His balls tingling hot and full of cum for his little girls, his little Emma, her back her bottom so warm and soft against his side. Her bare arm draped so hot over his pelvis, her little hand holding the inside of her father's naked thigh the Reverend jacked his pulsing hard cock. He shifted even closer so her wrist touched his hot cum filled balls. Her father fucking his cock through his fist, he nuzzled his little girl's hair.
She smelled so good. He imagined her full firm beasts in the pitch dark of the cabin her swollen hot nipples pushing up through her thin little cotton nightgown, how she would cum just him pulling and kneading her breasts. His cock surged hard. He'd noticed the day before how ripe her body was, maybe that time of the month he wasn't sure what, but he desired her more than ever.
He pictured her on all fours her eyelet cloth gown bunched up over her little hips her feminine little bottom pushed out to him, "so warm inside, Papa," her bald little pussy, so sexy, so perfectly gloriously sexy, the way she arched her back, his little lover, "put it in me, Daddy." He loved that his Em loved sucking his cock, "does that feel good, Papa. You like it when I suck you, like this, don't you, Papa." That he could let himself let her suck him let her make him cum in her hot little mouth, "ohhh lil baby, Em, yesss, suck Daddy, lil baby." That they both would do that for each other make the other cum without need of return, "cum for papa, Em, cum on Daddy's mouth, lil baby." His daughter's warm wet mouth, her sucking him long and hard until he came in her warm little mouth, "cum in my mouth, Daddy, cum for me, Papa." Him licking her pink creamy wet little cunny, "mmmm, babyyy," her sweet pink little slit. He loved his daughter's taste, her wriggling under his mouth, his licks through her wet fleshy folds creaming silky wet.
"You like Daddy's mouth on your little pussy, don't you, lil baby," her pushing her buttery pink cunny into her father's licks. Her hot little mewling moans to his long tongue pushing inside her, "nnnn, Daddyyy," licking her clit, "going to, make me..." flicking his tongue over and over her swollen little clit, "cummm." He loved driving her wild, mouthing her swollen little cunt until she gushed hot wet, bucking up off the bed. How sexy she looked, her white eyelet gown pushed up over her tender little hips, her bald mound, her soft warm little belly, his beautiful daughter, his little Em cumming on her father's mouth.
The Reverend nuzzled into his little Em in the perfectly still darkness, nuzzling her cheek, the smell of her, her hair, love, he breathed in her sleepy warm soft fragrance. She wriggled back against him, purring his little kitten. He was going to fuck her. He wanted her again before going out to tend to the farm. And his mother just feet away, in Emma's bed; that bestial animal surge coursing through him again, the devil in him, he knew, his cock throbbing hot hard for his little Em, her scent her fragrance and his animal urge, all cock, his mother asking him the night before to be her Daddy, too, "just like Em," his two little incestuous girls. "I need a Daddy, too," she'd intoned, so hotly he began cumming in her mouth, her provoking an image of his little Em, his two little girls, "sisters," she'd said, incestuous little cock hungry girls with their Daddy alone together out on the farm, his two little girls, his two little lovers.
The sweet sleepy fragrance of Emma beside him made him hunger for her. Him, the bull, his daughter's perfumy freshness like she was in heat drawing him to her, like the wolves out on the plains, the male taking the female as he pleased, her willing, eager, to please him, pushing her hot little cunt up to him. The Reverend growled a long hot hungry groan into Emma's shoulder. Something was different in Em, his aching throbbing erection even harder than usual, his daughter's scent making him even hotter.
His forearm draped over her hip the Reverend wrapped his fingers around Emma's warm inner thigh. He pulled her bottom to him, kneading her flesh in his big hand, jacking his cock in the dark of the cabin. He needed his daughter's ripe warmth against him. Closer, his daughter's warm little hand rubbing bumping against her father's warm-hot balls, in her sleep, made him feel even more bestial, a perverse kind of arousal, his hand sliding up and down his cock.
Pre-cum slippery wet dribbling out over his fist, he felt Emma's hand move, her wrist lift, the back of her hand moving against her father's balls, then his cock, rubbing touching the underside of his magnificently raging hard cock. Her skin so warm-hot, so deliciously dreamy soft and smooth on his skin, her knuckles, the tops of her fingers touching his balls, his cock, he breathed out a hot breath, that she was awake, the Reverend aroused beyond belief.
Emma was already creamy wet feeling her father's rubbing rhythmically against her lower back, his hips pushing his incestuous hot hard cock into his fist. She loved waking this way, the top of his thigh hot and electric soft against the underside of her bare thigh. Him so masculine touching against her, her so tiny next to him, so feminine, him rubbing on her, both their nightgowns above their waists, her father's hot hard cock throbbing, dripping with pre-cum, her little pussy buttery creamy warm.
Half on her side, facing away from her father, him having spooned with her in their sleep, the feeling of his warmth across the sensitive soft dimples of her lower back ignited a love in her for him, that buttery warmth deep in her little belly.
