Chloe's name written in the panties

As he stood there, the panties he had just dropped landed at the perfect angle that he could faintly see where Chloe's name had once been written in purple marker on the inside of the elastic band. He stared at it for a long time, vividly remembering the day last summer she had been packing for softball camp and told him she was going to write her name inside all of her bras and panties so they didn't get lost or stolen at camp.

A feeling of disgust began to creep over him as he realized he had just jerked off while sniffing his own daughter's panties. . And he hadn't just liked it, he had loved it. It was one of the best pussies had ever smelled. What kind of sick pervert did that?

As he grabbed a rag and started cleaning his cum out of the floor, he began rationalizing. He hadn't actually intended to sniff Chloe's panties, so he shouldn't feel too guilty about it. Maybe he should feel a little guilty about trying to sniff Serena's, but he couldnt really blame himself for innocently sniffing the wrong ones.

And Chloe never had to know. She wouldn't know that he had sniffed her panties or that he had beat off while doing so. She wouldn't know how much he liked the smell of her pussy. All of that would be his secret that he would take to the grave.

Then he phone jingled, making him jump. He glanced at it and found a text from Chloe that included a selfie of she and Serena prenteding to look sad with the message, "Are you coming? We miss you."

The photo was a pic of the two girls taken at a slight downward angle that gave an pretty good down the bikini shot of Serena's b-cup boobs. He couldn't help it, his eyes drifted over to the right to Chloe. For the first time he saw his daughter not as his little girl, but as a woman, and he realized that she was quite hot. Hotter than Serena even. Although she normally kept them restrained, her own swim suit at that angle highlighted her larger c-cup boobs in a way he had never seen before.

Disgusted with himself, he text back that he was on his way. After checking to make sure the floor was clear of any sign of his earlier activities, he tossed the rag in the trash and headed for the beach.