My daughter (Bea) had her friend (Emma) over for a sleepover… It was late and I was lying in bed (playing Wordle). My wife was asleep. I heard a noise, and didn’t want to wake my wife so I hopped out of bed (just wearing my boxers and a tshirt) and quietly walked down the hall. I cracked the door to my daughter’s room to see what the two of them were doing…I really did want to make sure everything was ok. My eyes almost bulged out of my head when I saw them on Bea’s bed locked in a 69 embrace,

I stood there like an idiot not sure what to say or do

The worst part was I could feel myself getting hard. I mean this was my daughter and her friend. (Honestly, I had thought about Emma before, but never Bea)

I truly had mixed feelings. I stood there very quietly watching. Pondering whether I should go back to bed, watch a little longer, or join in. As I stood there like a deer in the headlights, Emma’s eyes glanced towards the door and saw me standing there. The little bitch sat up and just smiled at me. As I have learned, Emma is a bad influence.

Bea was lying on the bed, her head away from me, her legs hanging off the bed. Emma was straddling Bea’s face and had been licking her bald pussy – so I was looking directly at my little girls pussy wet, dripping, and engorged pussy lips.

Emma made it a point to grind into Bea’s mouth without breaking eye contact with me. Then she motioned me to come over to her (and put her fingers to her lips, telling me to be quiet).

I don’t know what came over me, but I felt like I was in a trance and the next thing I know is I am slowly walking towards them. My heart was beating hard and fast. My breathing was heavy. My eyes never moved from my daughter’s pussy.

As I walked over, Emma grabs me and we were making out, all tongue. I realized I was tasting my daughter on her lips (and was loving it). She then pushes my head down and I start to lick her nipples, but she pushes my head even further down. I knew what she was doing, but I couldn’t stop myself.

The next thing I know is I am inches away from Bea’s pussy. It was wet. It smelled great. I hesitated and Emma pressed the back of my head forcing my lips to come into contact with Bea’s pussy. It was like an electric shock went through me.

I don’t know if it is young pussy or Bea’s pussy, but it was so sweet.

She moaned as soon as my tongue hit her clit. I was on my knees, licking and sucking my little girl’s pussy and loving it.

At this point, Bea knew it was not Emma (Emma was laughing), I looked up and saw Bea staring at me. She smiled, then lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders. I grabbed her hips so I could get my tongue deeper into her already very wet pussy. She started to moan as I brought her closer and closer to creaming on my face.

The next morning after Emma left, Bea and I sat out in our back porch and talked about it (I told her about her aunt, my sister, and how I still love to eat out her hairy pussy…she had the nerve to ask me which I prefer, bush or bald…)

We both decided this was way too good to stop, but we could not tell her mom or brother.