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 and soft belly are paler, just slightly darker than her mother’s. She swims a lot outside, always in a somewhat modest one-piece bathing suit. This leaves amazing tan-lines where her swimsuit stops around the cleavage area, shoulders, and armpits.
My cock bounces, twitching, on her lower belly. I grind front to back on her, still holding her squirming arms above her head with one hand, still exploring. I move my free hand across her bare skin, god it’s so soft and silky. She’s tone and in great shape, yet still a bit of squish, a girly softness I can sink my fingers into a bit.
Then I notice her damaged nipple, the one I’ve been twisting and torturing to get the girls to behave. Red and swollen, finger marks gouged and bruised around her poor nipple.
I caress her and speak softly, “Aww poor baby, I’m so sorry I had to hurt you. Shhh oh it’s ok.” I brush my fingers along her bruises, exploring her more, pretending to be sorry, yet touching the painful spot all the same.
I hear whimpers of pain as I mess with her tender nipple. So dark, a chocolaty brown. Her nipples barely stick up, tiny little nubs, unlike her mother’s slightly puffy ones. Her dark areolas, I feel them, squeeze them less than gently, feel the slight bumpiness of the flesh. They are actually about the same size as her mother’s. Small, but proportionate to her breasts, they appear kinda big, covering much more of the surface area. Not unpleasant, just a bit different.
I dive down and suck the damaged nipple into my mouth roughly. She hisses in breath sharply, clearly in pain. I moan and slobber all over it, flicking my tongue, tasting her sweet breast. I pop my mouth off of it loudly, watching her squirm pathetically. I lean up higher and suck on Grace’s nipple right behind Ella, comparing the two. Saltier from sweat. A bigger, squishier pillow of a breast. Puffier nipple, more womanly. Then I go back to Ella, her other nipple, lathering her in my spit. I can’t get enough, my cock dripping precum into her lap, dripping on her pajama bottoms.
I nibble and bite lightly at the girl’s nipples, rub my face all over her chest, absorbed in lust. I lick in between her tits, barely any cleavage between such small mounds. Her taste is incredible. Only a hint of saltiness, she barely seems to sweat, so pure. And that smell. Fruity, feminine, mango.
I lean back a bit and grab at her shirt again. Ripped open down the center but still covering her arms. I lift the shirt, sliding it up her body, up and over her arms and head, leaving it bunched up around her elbows, out of the way. So much more of her beautiful dark skin exposed.
I ravage her more with my mouth. Tasting the sides of her breasts, up across her chest and neck. She tastes so good. I stick my face in her little armpits and inhale deeply. Barely a hint of sweat, just more of that sweet mango scent. Skin perfectly smooth, she’s immaculately groomed. A pampered little princess. I lick and suck at the lewd underarm, tickling and embarrassing her. She writhes against my grasp, trying desperately to lower her arms. I breathe in, burying my face, relishing in how weird and uncomfortable I’m making her. She just doesn’t understand why her daddy is licking and rubbing all over her chest and armpits. God her scent is killing me.
Then I move back to her mother behind her, tasting her bare flesh again, licking at salty skin. The taste is so different, a muskiness. I lick at her armpits, sucking, biting aggressively. A hint of stubble, slick with sweat. I inhale both girls, moving back and forth between helpless mother and daughter. Both their feminine scents mixing, both their bodies so warm and smooth.
I move to Grace’s tit again, sucking hard at her nipple. And my cock almost erupts right then and there as a bit of sweet milk comes out! How could I forget? She’s got a newborn sleeping in the other room. I suck mercilessly and it squirts out into my mouth. It’s sweeter than regular milk, like it has a bit of sugar or honey in it. And so warm.
I quickly rip off the remaining pink pajama shirt from Ella’s arms, throwing it aside. I let go of the girl’s wrists. She immediately covers her bare chest in front of her, tries to ball her entire body up and turn away from me.
I force her little head to turn, “Ella, you’ve gotta try this! Your mommy tastes so good!” I shift the girl’s body, sitting her completely sideways, putting her legs up over one of Grace’s legs. Her face eye to eye with her mother’s tits, her body cradled in Grace’s lap, like a baby. I move in as close as I can get too, smushing the girl hard in the middle of her parents, putting my face right there at the tits with her.
I roughly grab a handful of breast with one hand, my other hand on the back of Ella’s head, pushing her in, my face cheek to cheek next to hers. Ella squirms a bit, eyes tearing up, unsure what exactly is happening. I kiss the cheek next to me, kiss the full breast in front of me.
Ella’s mouth still forced open with her ring gag, I shove the nipple to her open hole, then squeeze hard. Grace whimpers in pain as milk dribbles out into her daughter’s open mouth. I turn it to me, squeeze even harder, and it spurts tiny streams of warmth into my mouth. Then back to Ella, “Isn’t mommy’s milk so good? She used to feed you this all the time.”
Ella shakes her head and I have to grip her hair hard. She’s able to turn away, but I just squeeze the breast again and squirt it all over the side of her face and into her black hair. I lick it off her face, god it’s so sweet.
I wrench the girl’s head back to the breast, but she squirms more. I shoot out more milk, some going up Ella’s nose, some in her eye, she yelps. I lap it all up, then take the girl’s head with both my hands, aim, and spit down into her open mouth. She gurgles and coughs, and I use the distraction to force her mouth back onto the nipple.
As I kneel down low, pressed tightly to Grace, with Ella sandwiched and cradled between us, I can’t help but start alternating the use of my right hand. It moves between helping milk the breasts in front of me to rubbing my cock underneath Ella’s back. I’m so raging hard, I could burst at any moment.
I shove my face back into the breast, while squeezing and shooting milk straight into the girl’s mouth, licking my tongue back and forth from nipple to face. I take some into my mouth, squirt some in Ella’s, then turn the girl’s mouth to mine and make out with her. We swap milk between our mouths noisily, sloshing it around. She coughs and sputters, droplets flying out all over us. I lick and suck and spit inside her forced-open little mouth, milk swirling around, pouring down our chins.
I move my hand back underneath to continue jacking off furiously. Wet fapping sounds from below mix with wet slurping sounds above. My cock is so slick with precum, it coats my hand. I move my fingers up to Ella’s open mouth, shoving them in and swirling her daddy’s precum around her mouth. Then I squeeze some more of her mommy’s milk in her poor mouth too.
Every father should be able to have his way with his wife and daughter like this. A wife has plenty of milk in her udders. And a little daughter’s only use at this age is to be licked and sucked on by her daddy.
My hand back to pumping my cock, I’m about to burst. I kneel upright higher, grab a fistful of Ella’s silky hair, and crank her head back so she looks directly up at me.
FapFapFapFapFap! I violently jerk myself off inches above her little face, staring down at her. Her eyes are pinched shut tight, tears leaking out the sides. Her mouth forced open, waiting for my cum.
I grunt loudly like a beast, unloading straight down into her little mouth. White jizz shoots out, splashing across her lips and down her cheeks. Spurting straight into her mouth hole, coating her tongue. Mixing with milk and spit inside there. Jet after jet aimed right at the girl’s trembling mouth, as she sputters and struggles pathetically against my hand holding her hair.
I slap my cock down onto her lips and chin, letting the last couple streams slide in the open target, into her ring gag. Then I rest my dick on her lips, letting it ooze the last drops into her mouth. And I reach out and grab her mother’s tit again and squeeze hard, shooting milk all over my cock and into Ella’s mouth. White jizz mixing with white milk, both her parents giving her something to choke down. She coughs and squirms, but I hold her tight. She has no choice but to swallow the slimy mouthful.
Still dripping milk, I push Ella aside to lay next to us on the bed. She coughs and sobs pathetically, on the verge of puking. My breathing slowing, my heart rate coming down, I switch my attention to Grace, “Ok ladies, let’s get you tied up better.”
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