Chapter 370 Daughters Hidden Desires:> 6

• I start scrolling back again, watching them get back into bed, the covers flying over them, as if they have a life of their own. I move faster now that they're asleep, with Karla spooned against Connie's back. I watch the time readout and realize that I'm almost back to where I stopped watching last night. I slow down and then abruptly stop the playback. The girls are lying next to each other, on their backs, with their legs spread apart. The ceiling camera picks up their full frontal nudity and the wall camera is pointed between their legs.
• I scroll a little farther back to see how they got in this position and watch Karla jump over on top of Connie. It's just a few minutes after I shut off the monitors last night. I start the playback at regular speed and watch my daughter, roll off of Connie and flop over on her back with her legs spread. They lie there for a while, catching their breath, as I try to zoom in on Karla's pussy.
• It takes me a minute to remember that I'm not watching this live and I have to use the playback software, not the camera, to zoom in. Once I get the right controls, I zoom in on Karla's wet pussy. I try to forget it's my daughter and rationalize that I'm just a guy getting turned on by a sexy pussy, regardless of whose it is. I pause the playback, freezing Karla in mid-air, as she rolls off of Connie and swings her leg in a wide arc. The view of her splayed open pussy, oozing pearly beads of creamy sauce, is breathtaking.