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After David Ross gets a late night phone call from his brother about his drunk daughter in Vegas. He hops on the next flight out to pick her up and bring her home. Only after arriving, he walks in on his brother—balls deep inside his precious little girl. But instead of grabbing his naked daughter and leaving, she drugs him with a medication she stole from the lab where she works called Mind Control. Now Kimmy is primed to fulfill her fantasy of getting stuffed in both her holes by both of her favorite guys — daddy and uncle.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Breeding My Drunk Niece
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**** WARNING****
This work of fiction contains adult sexual content, which may offend some audiences. This book is intended for mature adult (18+) audiences only. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
First edition. 2017 Copyright © Krissy Cox
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By the time I hung up the phone with my brother, Mike, I was livid. I couldn't believe my daughter would be so stupid.
I turned to my wife who was sound asleep and woke her up to tell her, our daughter, Kimmy, was in Las Vegas out of her mind drunk. After getting into a fight with her boss/boyfriend, she took off on a binder.
Her boyfriend was the first one to call, an hour earlier, asking if I'd been in touch with my daughter. If there was a way to punch that son of a bitch over the phone I would have. It was bad enough he was dating my daughter and he was my age, but now he'd lost her in Vegas!
Thankfully, my brother called shortly after, letting me know she was alright and he was on his way to pick her up from the Strip.
I had told Mike, I'd be there in the morning. But after I got off the phone with him, I decided to take the next flight out.
Living only forty-five minutes away from Vegas by plane, had its benefits; however, boarding a plane in the middle of the night with no notice, to pick up your drunk daughter, was not one of them. When I landed a couple of hours later I called my brother to pick me up from the airport, but he didn't answer his cell phone, so I took an Uber to his house.
Gratefully, my brother's house wasn't far away and I pulled up to my his house, I was relieved to see his car parked in the driveway. After settling my tab, I let myself in the house with a copy of the key he'd given me years ago.
Taco Bell wrappers were strewn across the floor when I walked into the living room. For a moment, I thought my brother was having a party until I heard noises coming from his and his wife's bedroom. And they didn't sound like innocent noises.
I knew his wife, Barbara was out of town, which made my stomach drop. On top of everything else going on tonight, I find out my brother is fucking around on his wife -- again.
I looked around for Kimmy, so we could get the hell out of there. But when she was nowhere to be found and the noises coming from brother's bedroom got more intense, I became frozen in disbelief.
I'd always known my brother was a sex crazed sack of shit, but there's no way he'd cross that line.
Right?
