Perverted Daddy System

As promised, Katie is delivered to her bed by yours truly. Hmm… what to do now? I guess it is a good chance to chat with Hope and learn a bit more about her. Yeah, let’s do that…

I grab Hope by the ass and guide her to the living room, where I lazily plop on the sofa and drag my little chocolate & cum addicted princess on my lap.

“So, honey, while mommy is resting, why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

“Like what, daddy?”

“Like your hobbies, what do you like, what do you dislike, and so on.”

My baby takes a pensive pose with a finger against her chin. How fucking adorable…_-.

“Hm… let’s see. I don’t have any particular hobbies. I like swimming, I like window shopping, and I like listening to music. I like studying as well. I used to hate math until a certain someone started tutoring me! Oh! And I love daddy’s penis and chocolate cake!”

I laugh at her words,

“Oh, I figured the last one out all by myself, you little chipmunk, but I am flattered that my penis is rated as high as chocolate cake! So, between chocolate cake and daddy’s penis, which one do you like more?”

Hope frowns, unable to decide between her two favorite things, then she looks at me with puppy eyes.

“Daddy… do I really have to choose one?”

I chuckle and kiss her mouth lovingly.

“Of course not, honey, next time let’s have some cake after sex.”

Hope brightens up immediately at my words.

“Yes! Thank you, daddy!” Damn, Katie, it makes me wonder what the fuck you put in that cake of yours.

“For now, though, daddy wants to eat your cake! So, lie down on the sofa, honey, and spread your legs…”

My little bunny happily obliges and eagerly awaits my tongue as I take position with my head between her legs.

I give her already dripping cunt a quick tentative lick, to which she replies with a soft moan. Yup, she is already horny…

“Here we go, honey. Now, while daddy eats your cake, I want you to keep talking. Tell me about school, your friends, everything that you want.”

“Ahn… yes, daddy!”

And so, with slurping sounds as a background, my little baby girl starts haltingly telling me about her daily life, pausing from time to time to let an extra-strong moan escape her lips. To her credit, though, she keeps talking up to the moment that I stick my finger up her keister, causing her to howl and cum instantly! Talk about a trained reflex…

[Pervy act detected: Daughter cunnilingus. 300 PDP x (2 state of undress bonus) = 300 x 2 = 600 PDP]

Yup, without the title Virgin slayer the points drop a lot but considering that I will be banging her all over the place, I will make do with quantity instead of quality!

Anyway, thanks to her little monologue, I manage to ascertain that all the girls in the building are, in fact, her schoolmates! Also, her school is one of those rigid institutions that, while not openly religious, follow eagerly nevertheless the local religious leaders, and that they tend to love caning their students. And how she has very few friends, as the whole school is attended by rich students, a thing that she is not. Her tone lowers when she talks about it, which makes me think that Katie might not know to what extent her little daughter might have been bullied at school… I mean, been there, done that, got the bruises to prove it. But for girls, it is way worse. Brand is everything for them and an eighteen-year-old can wield her tongue viciously.

In any case, I will change all that! I just need some time. Time to influence the parents and corrupt the girls, time for my lawyer to figure out if and how is it worth it to build a boarding school, time to evaluate the pro and cons of marrying Katie as a smokescreen…

My face still wet from her juices, I kiss the almost fainted Hope on her forehead and go to her bedroom to retrieve my clothes. A quick stop home to change clothes and process a few things is a must.

After a quick detour to check on Katie who is sleeping peacefully, I go upstairs to my apartment and sprawl myself in my chair in the den. Whew, what a day! I now have a naughty little daughter and a horny submissive slave, and I adore both of them! Before starting to expand my activities to new targets, though, I need to think things through.

The most pressing matter probably is whether should I marry Katie or not. Unfortunately, marrying Hope is out of the question; while legal, the repercussions would be heavy. In such a staunch religious community my baby girl might even be shunned, if not officially, at least practically, just as her mother was. Besides, it would make getting closer to the other girls a pain in the ass! Marrying Katie, on the other hand, would offer cover for the time I spend with them, allow me to go out with my girls and be seen in public hugging my daughter, and generally slotting me in the ‘father’ preconception of others. So, nothing wrong with Hope’s friends coming to visit her and daddy being there, right? It might even make it simpler to convince their parents to let their girls be tutored by yours truly! On the minus side, it might make converting their mothers harder, since beyond whatever psychological block they might already have, adultery would also become their concern. Nothing that I can’t fix with the help of the system, but it will make things slower.

So, it turns out that I can either marry and speed up progress with the girls, or don’t and avoid slowing down progress with the parents… What the hell, YOLO! Let’s marry! This way I can also make Katie stop working. With a full-time mom at home, it will be much easier luring the other girls into my trap. Or maybe I should say into my lap…

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