Mom fidgeted as she watched me on the phone calling the escort agency. I told the manager I was calling for my roommate, an older woman who’d lost her job and owed two months’ rent, who wanted to do this but needed someone to make the initial call for her. The lady sounded very kind and classy, so when she asked about my “friend” I dove on in.

“Oh, she’s a total MILF,” I told the manager. “She’s in her early forties but she looks great for her age. Long blonde hair, D-cup tits still riding high, yummy heart-shaped ass. She could’ve been a fashion model. Oh, and she’s real adventurous sexually. She’ll fuck women, multiple guys, take it up the ass. You name it. We’re in Beverly Hills so I bet she could make four, five hundred an hour… Uh-huh. Yeah, I’ve made love with her myself, she’s a real horny lady… Her name? Hel…ga. Sure. I’ll put her on the phone.”

I covered the mouthpiece and grinned wickedly at Mom, who had nearly fainted when she thought I was going to say her name. “Lady wants to talk to you. Convince her.”

At seven o’clock sharp there was a knock at the door, which I ordered Mom to answer wearing only her thong and five-inch stiletto heels. She led Carl into the living room, and she introduced me as “Jane.” I have to say she looked a whole lot happier about the situation. Carl was maybe 25 or 26 and he looked like a surfer—built, tanned, short hair and movie star looks. Mom might be predominantly a lesbian but I could tell she was definitely bisexual. I was immediately happier about everything. After all, I didn’t want her to hate it; I just wanted her to admit to herself she was a slut, to have all of her inhibitions dashed so that she would be completely mine.

I was glad to see that Carl was looking at my mom with equal lust. As I accepted his credit card and swiped it into my smartphone, I asked if it would be okay if I watched. “Helga is still sort of new to this and a little nervous. I want to be there as a friendly face… if you don’t mind.”

“I’d be delighted,” Carl grinned. “Feel free to play with yourself while you watch. I’ll even tip you an extra hundred bucks, cash, if I can watch you masturbate while I fuck your roommate.”

“Sounds like totally cool to me,” I smiled, handing the card back. A moment later my smartphone approved the four-hundred-dollar charge and I led the way back to one of the guest bedrooms.

“How do you ladies afford the rent on a place like this?” Carl asked.

“It belongs to my uncle,” I explained, launching into a story about me housesitting.

“How do you want me, Carl?” Mom asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and posing sexily.

He looked up from draping his pants over a chair back. “Get under the covers and lay down in the center of the bed on your back and pretend to be asleep. Are you ladies familiar with role play?”

It was everything I could do not to grin from ear to ear. “Yes, Helga and I are very familiar.”

He look significantly at my mom and asked if she would have any problems pretending that he was her seventeen-year-old son that she would seduce and fuck.

Mom smiled sweetly at him. “That sounds very exciting. No problem, Carl. None at all.”

He switched off the main light, leaving the room half-lit but still plenty visible enough to see his hard-on straining at his boxer shorts. Then he approached the bed and lightly shook my mother.

“Mom?” he said in a young man’s voice. “I’m so lonely since I broke up with my girlfriend.”

“Poor Carl,” my mom said. “Why don’t you get in bed with Mommy and I’ll comfort you.”

“Are you sure, Mom? Aren’t I a little bit old for that?”

“Nonsense. No young man is too grown up for his mother’s love and affection.”

He climbed under the covers. “Hold me, Mom.”

“Come into my arms, baby.”

After a minute of cuddling, Mom said she was getting too hot and she threw back the covers, naked save her thong. They lay side by side, their hands were stroking each other affectionately. Then Mom’s hand stroked the front of his boxers and he groaned pleasurably.

“I love you Mom,” he said.

“I love you too Carl. Such a strong, handsome boy.”

“Can I show you how much I love you, Mom?”

“Yes, darling.”

Carl sat back and slid Mom’s thong down her long, tanned legs and then parted them. Cupping his hands under her thighs he brought his mouth down to my mom’s labia and began eating her out.

“Oh, baby! Yes, that’s it! Lick Mommy’s hot pussy!”

I was so glad I’d worn just a simple, mid-thigh sundress and no panties, so I was able to just stand there by the side of the bed and tease my clit as the john went down on my mom. It wasn’t five more minutes before she was begging to suck his cock.

“You want to suck my dick, Mom?” Carl breathed.

“Oh, yes, baby, Mommy wants to suck your dick sooo much!”

He scooted up and lay face-up next to her, his boner tenting his shorts. She got on her knees next to him and hooked her fingers in the waistband, whispered for him to raise his butt so Mommy could free up his cock. Seconds later he was completely nude, his rigid tool throbbing on his tummy.

Without hesitation my mother took his seven inches into her mouth like she’d been giving blowjobs every day her life and loved it more than ever. She got into it with exaggerated slurping noises and a look of abandon on her face, doing everything she could to heighten the erotic experience for him. He began moaning more loudly.

“A little more softly, Mom,” he said. “You’re going to make me cum too fast.”

“I know just the thing,” she said. “How would you like to slide your finger up Mommy’s cunt?”

Oh, my mom was a crafty one. The effect on Carl was immediate—she’d never seen a man look so horny and guilty at the same time. She must have suspected that Carl really fantasized of his mom growing up, and maybe he still did.

Carl sat up and stuck his finger between Mom’s labia, a look of reverential lust on his face. With a sharp intake of breath he slid his finger deep into Mom’s twat. She sighed deeply. I couldn’t help moaning myself. That was when Carl looked over and saw what I was doing. As he watched me suddenly a mischievous smile stole onto his face.

“Jane how would you like to make two hundred dollars, totally off the books, and you wouldn’t have to have sex with me, just your roommate?”

I cheered inside. “What do you have in mind?” I asked, locking eyes with him while I deliberately kept teasing my clit.

“Have you and Helga ever… you know.”

“Made love? Sure I love older women too. Are you thinking…”

“Yes. You join the fantasy. You’ll be my sister, catching us in the act. Mom—Helga—talks you into a three way scene. While she eats you out, I fuck her doggy style. What do you think?”

“I-I guess so. Of course, it’s up to Helga. It’s her date.”

“Gee… I don’t know,” Mom said with a straight face, expanding the fantasy with her playacted reluctance. I loved her all the more.

“An extra hundred cash for you too. Under the table.”

“To get fucked by my son while I go down on my daughter?” she smiled.

“Yes!” he panted.

“Sure. Why not?”

I left the room and then made a show of walking back in to catch them in the act.

“Mother! Carl!” I gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t be scared, baby,” my mom said. “Your brother was just feeling really lonely and sad, and I was making him feel better.”

“But isn’t this wrong? What would other people say?”

“Nonsense. You’re two young adults and capable of deciding what’s right for you. Besides, I love you both so much… You don’t think this is bad, do you Carl?”

“I guess not, Mom. And I do love you too. In every way.”

“See?” Mom said, looking at me. “He’s fine with it. What could be more natural than a mother’s love for her darlings?”

“I suppose,” I said. I stared pointedly at her glistening pussy.

“I don’t mean to embarrass you, but do you have… experience, Jane?”

“No mom. I… I don’t really care for boys.”

“Have you ever had a girl go down on you, baby?” she asked.

“N-no, Mommy. I haven’t.” I was actually blushing!

“Well then take off your dress and get up here. There’s no reason I can’t make my two kids happy at the same time.”

I nearly tore off my dress getting up there, so hot was I to take part in this dark fantasy. Only Carl didn’t know how dark it really was: getting my pussy licked by my actual stepmom while I watched a john fuck her from behind. As I spread my legs for Mom I realized that the further down this twisted corridor we ventured, the harder it might be to come back because we might never want to!

I was already super wet when Mom knelt between my thighs, her ass in the air, and lowered her greedy lips to my teenage snatch. I started moaning even before her tongue had completed tracing a line of saliva from my clit to my asshole. Meanwhile I was so turned on watching Carl feed his seven inches into my mother’s willing cunt. We were a beast of desire joined by dick and pussy and mouth and pussy, the three of us mewling and sighing and crying out in pleasure as we raced toward a seismic climax!

***

Carl wanted to shoot his load all over my lips and face, which Kaity was clearly turned on to see. Just knowing my daughter was witnessing me get the whore treatment and also the porn actress treatment, turned me on immensely. I couldn’t explain why it turned me on for Kaity to see me like this, but the why had ceased to matter.

The only thing that worried me was how deep I might go, which might be too much for me to deal with later. Or worse, that it pushed my daughter’s sensibilities too far. She and I would have to discuss that so that we didn’t dive in so deeply we regretted it later. We’d discuss it first thing tomorrow after we were both fresh and had an chance to sleep on it.

Not five minutes after Carl left, the agency called and talked with Kaity, since she’d set herself up as my manager, which I had agreed to earlier when we had been at the office. I watched her smiling face as she talked with Rita, hesitating for only a second before she said we’d take the next call. I wasn’t sure I liked the secretive, Mona Lisa smile my daughter had when she hung up. I wondered who they were sending over.

“Good news. Carl gave you a rave review. They’re sending over another appointment. A regular. Rita said if you can handle this call you can handle anything.”

“Must it remain a secret to me, Mistress?”

“Enjoy the adventure, Mom. What’s life without surprises?”

I looked down, excited but more nervous than anything. What if I couldn’t do it? A tear filled my eye at the thought of disappointing her or, even worse, disgusting her with me. I lowered my head so she didn’t see the look on my face or the tears. “Yes, Mistress.”

I felt her take my chin. She raised my face to look into hers. “What is it, Mom?”

I confessed my fears, and her look of compassion almost made me break out crying. “Don’t forget I set this up for you, Mom. If it was something I didn’t think that both of us could handle, I wouldn’t have done it. I have faith in you.”

My eyes filled with tears of both relief and joy. “Oh, Kaity. I love you so much.”

My daughter knelt next to me on the floor and embraced me strongly. She brought her lips to my left ear and whispered tenderly, “I love you too, Mom, as much as you love me. I love you enough to own you fully, which means I want us to discover together what you’re capable of.”

“I trust you, Mistress, I really do.”

Kaity ordered me to strip fully to answer the doorbell when it rang sixty minutes later. I almost fell over when I opened the door and saw the three of them standing there. They were in their mid to late twenties with long hair, beards or moustaches, and lots of tattoos. If if weren’t for the very expensive, tailored leather they wore I would have thought them to be members of an outlaw motorcycle gang. Then I recognized one of them from a photo in Variety. They were a rock band with a string of platinum records and a long tabloid history of sexual escapades.

“Awright, mama!” said the moustached redhead who I knew to be the lead singer. He turned to his compatriots. “Looks like we hit the MILF jackpot, dudes.”

“Well, don’t just stand there, Helga,” my daughter said from the sofa behind me, “invite them in.”

Soon they were seated on the sofa and looking at me like I was a gourmet banquet table. Reg, the singer, asked if we knew who they were.

“It’s none of anybody’s business who you are,” I said, “but, yes we know.”

They all seemed satisfied so he introduced Jack, the blonde guitarist and Gil the chestnut haired drummer. They all smelled of clean, manly sweat. The odor was incredibly sexy.

“So, Mama,” Reg grinned, “ever get triple-fucked? Three guys at one time?”

My breath caught in my throat. Part of me found it deeply sexy and part of me worried that despite her assurances Kaity wouldn’t be able to handle the reality of seeing her mother get fucked like some moaning backstage slut, which I probably wouldn’t be able to stop once they got started.

I looked at my daughter and bit my lip as if to say, “What have you got me into?”

“Don’t worry,” Jack added. “We won’t hurt you.”

“Guys,” I said timidly. “Can I have a word with my dau—my dear roommate?”

“Sure,” Reg said.

I was very conscious of the guys following my firm, naked asscheeks with their gaze as I led Kaity out of earshot. I gave her a look that was a plea. “Baby?” I begged.

“Mom, it’s okay,” my daughter whispered. “I can handle this, and I know you can. Don’t you see there’s nothing you can do that would turn me off? You’re the sexiest mother in the whole world and the ultimate sex slave. It would turn me on so much to see all three of these guys fucking you at the same time. I hope you cum over and over. My clit is already throbbing just thinking about it.”

At that moment I must have crossed some line because I knew then I would do anything to please my daughter, anything to turn her on.

“Is everything okay?” Reg asked.

I turned to our visitors and batted my lashes at them. “Everything’s fine boys. We were just discussing where the best place to do this would be. Bedroom or right here on the carpet?”

“Aha,” Reg laughed. “Well, in our experience with this, we think the bed is better. Less work and more relaxing for everybody.”

“Well, then,” I said with a saucy wink and swinging my butt as I headed to the hallway. “Everybody follow me.”

I sashayed naked into the guest bedroom, switched on the light and lay in the center of the bed, running my hands over my breasts, stroking my hard nipples and teasing my labia, which were already wet with excitement. The guys all stripped down in a hurry while my teenage daughter set up a chair at the side of the bed so she could watch everything up close.

I looked at the three of them standing bare-assed and fully hard at the end of the bed, all of them in fantastic shape. They looked like a cross between hip Vikings and athletes. Reg’s dick was almost nine inches and the other two guys were about seven, all guaranteed to fill me up good!

“So anyway,” Reg said, “I love assfucking but if I’m too big for you I’m cool with one of my bros taking your sexy backdoor, hottie mama.”

“Mmmm, no way, Reg. I want your big dick up my ass!”

“Perfect!” he enthused. “I’ll just get you ready.”

With that he got up on the bed, threw my thighs over his shoulders and lowered his mouth onto my asshole. His fine red moustache felt silky on my asscheeks while his tongue thoroughly lubed up my anal entrance and even pushed up inside of me. It felt like a hot, wet, rigid snake burrowing in and fucking my horny butthole. God, I couldn’t wait to feel those throbbing nine inches plowing into my eager ass!

I heard Jack ask Kaity if there was any KY Jelly around so Reg would slide in easy and they could all get to fucking sooner. It turned out my girl already had the tube handy to give to him. I felt a beefy finger gently trace my oozing slit and easily slide into my cunthole.

“Fuck, this horny slut is wet as fuck!” Gil said. “You want lips or twat, bro?” he asked Jack.

“Whatever you want, Gil,” said the guitarist. “I had choice last time.”

“I gotta fuck this hot babe,” the drummer replied. “She reminds me of my senior year homeroom teacher. I woulda given anything to fuck that babe.” He grinned at me. “You mind if I call you Mrs. Watson, mama?”

“Just fuck me real good while you’re doing it, Gil. I’ll be anyone you want.”

“Let’s do her, Reg,” Jack urged. “I’ve never seen a broad so ready and eager to fuck.”

“Oh, gawd yes!” I cried out. “Fuck me boys!”

As if they’d done this dozens of times before, Reg sat on the foot of the bed, slicking up his rigid meat with KY Jelly. He coated my tits with the excess lube and then directed me sit on his cock, facing away. I felt him guiding the fat, warm head of his large, lovely tool to my loose, slippery asshole. I took a deep breath and gave up my anus to him. I moaned loudly as that hot, hard dickflesh glided easily up into me, burying itself in my rectum. I clenched his meat with my anal muscle, drawing a luscious groan from him.

Savoring the feel of Reg’s cock throbbing deep up my ass I spead my legs wide for Gil who stood in front of me, brandishing his thick seven inches and leering at my open vaginal lips that glistened with excited juices. I asked if he liked what he saw.

“Oh, Mrs. Watson,” he moaned. “You’re the hottest teacher here. I’ve wanted you for so long!”

“Oh, then fuck me, Gil! I’ve had my eye on you ever since you were assigned to my homeroom. Take your rock-hard meat and shove it up teacher’s horny cunt.”

With an excited cry he guided his turgid pole to my spread labia and slowly, steadily pushed it into me. Between the friction of Reg’s dick up my asshole and Gil’s member plowing my twat, I had never felt so full, so satisfied. As I saw Jack guiding his erection toward my face, all of a sudden I got a deliciously naughty idea.

“Since we’re already fantasizing, boys, how about we get really out there?”

“Mmmmm,” Reg moaned. “What did you have in mind?”

I tossed a quick wink at Kaity. “What if we pretend she’s my daughter I brought backstage to your show to see me act like a slut, because… because she caught me cheating on her dad and this is the only way she’ll keep the secret!”

Reg turned my head to give me a hard kiss as he started to fuck me asshole. “I love the way you think. How ‘bout it, dudes?”

“Sure!”

“You have to ask?”

My daughter smiled wryly at me and shook her head.

“C’mere baby,” I moaned. “See what a big slut Mommy is.” Then I turned my head to take Jack’s long, slender prick into my mouth.

“Oh, yeah, suck that dick, Mrs. Watson!” Gil breathed. “Drink his cum. You’re going to drink mine too. Oh yeah!”

In the back of my mind I heard the guys carrying on with lascivious comments and grunts and groans, but I had only two things in mind, the sensation of three cocks thrusting in and out of my mouth, pussy and asshole, and the sight of my daughter watching me from the chair three feet away, her eyes glazed with lust and fingering her clit.

“Mom, you’re so sexy,” she moaned. “I knew you loved dick, but I had no idea you’re such a horny whore. Taking huge cocks up your ass and your slutty cunt and in your sexy mouth. Fuck my mom good, guys! Give the slut all that dick she loves. Pump her full of cum!”

Kaity’s words inflamed me even more. I had never been double penetrated like this in my ass and pussy before. The feeling of all that hard, throbbing cock meat inside, pressing together as they thrust in and out of me, they made me feel owned. To top it all off, I loved the taste of Jack’s fucktool and the salty precum oozing into my mouth. I may be addicted to pussy, especially my daughter’s young snatch, but now I knew I had to have dick too. I couldn’t wait for them to shoot their loads into me.

It was like a was being cradled by sex. The depths of my anal recesses were impaled on Reg’s fuck pole, sliding in deeply and filling me more deeply than anything ever had. His large, strong hands grasped my asscheeks, holding them six inches over his lap so that he could pull almost all the way out of me and then either ease or ram his dick back in. With Gil’s cock fucking my twat I felt the intense bliss of two members stroking my anal and cuntal walls at the same time. I was panting so hard it was everything I could do to keep Jack’s aching boner as deep in my mouth as I wanted him. He was panting just as hard as I was.

“Wanna see me cum in your mom’s mouth?” Jack suddenly asked Kaity.

“Do it, Mommy! Open wide and drink down his jizz!”

I pulled off him, tilted my head back and turned so Kaity could see everything. “Cum in my mouth, Jack,” I moaned. “Let me drink down your hot sperm!”

Ten seconds after he began urgently jacking off, his dick spat a huge, white sticky glut all over my lips and tongue. He groaned as he drained his balls into my mouth.

“Oh, you hot cum eater, Mommy! Drink down his jizz like a slut!”

Gil’s grunting started to get louder. “If you’re done move back, bro. Got some more cum for Mrs. Watson to suck down.”

“She’s all yours, my man.”

“Get ready for my load, Mrs. Watson. You know you want it.”

“Oh yes, Gil. Give it to your teacher. Make me drink your cum!”

I looked up and there was Gil leering down at me and hopefully seeing his old high school teacher. I knew how he felt. When I was junior I had the hots for my gym teacher, Ms. Dean. I always wished she could have fucked me. It wasn’t long before Gil splashed another fat blob of semen on my lower teeth, lips and tongue. I gulped down their cum and licked my lips until there was nothing left.

“Want me to suck your cock clean, Gil?” I winked.

“Fuck yes, Mrs. Watson!”

I closed my saliva shiny lips over his cockhead where most of the cum was splattered and I swirled my tongue around it, wiping his semen off for me to swallow. I circled the head and shaft with my tongue, cleaning the last bits of my pussy secretions and his jizz off. Finally he cried enough and pulled back, his dick extra sensitive post orgasm.

This left Reg, happily thusting his nine inches deep up my rectum, filling me up with so much cock it almost hurt but felt so good. He said he could go as long as he wanted but he would leave how and when he shot his wad up to me. “Or maybe I should leave it up to your daughter?”

“Oh, yes, my baby girl should decide,” I moaned, stone drunk on lust.

“Maybe you’d like to see me fuck your mom’s asshole from some different positions? Maybe doggy style?”

“Just treat her like a slut,” she said. “You can see how much Mom loves it.”

“I sure can! Okay, Mom, here’s what we’re going to do. I’m wrapping an arm around you and leaning forward to the carpet. You find the carpet with your hands like you’re doing push-ups… no. What’s that yoga position?”

I knew just what he meant. “Downward Dog.” It would put my soles and palms on the floor, and my ass in the air, so he could keep fucking me without his cock ever coming out of my ass. “Beautiful idea!” I said, leaning forward with him.

Soon I was in Downward Dog pose and lowering down to my spread knees as he followed me, somehow still managing to fuck me until I was in classic doggy position on all fours. The hot, nasty sensation of my asshole being so completely violated caused a steady drip of cunt juice to drip onto the floor, whimpering with pleasure, so close to orgasm. I had no idea I loved anal sex so much. I hoped Kaity bought a big anal dildo she could fuck me with it later.

“Ready to cum, Mommy?”

“Oh yes, baby, yes,” I gasped.

In a flash my daughter knelt next to me, her finger teasing my clit into a white hot ball of pleasure flaring up in the pit of my crotch. I cried tears of pure joy at how free I felt in my complete sexual abandon, shamelessly loving my deep assfucking by a stranger in front of my own daughter while she masturbated me.

My climax began as ripples in my fingers and toes, shooting bolts of high voltage up all four limbs until they met together in my clenching cunt. I bucked like a rodeo bronco in Reg’s grasp as he continued steadily fucking me, which amplified my orgasm. Suddenly I was so dizzy I could barely hold myself up and slumped to the floor.

Reg backed off on his thrusting to a slow, gentle in and out that caused mini-earthquakes of pleasure to swarm in my rectum and pussy. “I think she’s just about done,” he said to Kaity. “Have any preferences? Cum in her ass? On her tits? In her mouth?”

“What do you want, Mom? You pick.”

I shuddered, thinking of what I was about to say. It was like Kaity was challenging me to debase myself further and further so she could more fully own me. I knew what would prove my dedication to her. I locked eyes with my daughter. “I want him in my mouth.”

“You want him to cum in your mouth?”

“No… Mistress. I want to suck him off.”

“After he’s been fucking your ass for twenty minutes?”

“Yes.”

“You’re willing to go that far to please me, Mommy?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Reg looked at me and mouthed the word “Mistress?” with puzzlement.

“Ass to mouth? Mom, you turn me on so much!” She blew me a kiss and then turned to Reg who continued to slowly, deeply fuck my butthole. “The ‘Mistress’ thing is a roleplay thing we do time to time. Like the ‘Mommy’ thing.”

“You ladies are the hottest pair I’ve ever seen, and in our business I’ve seen a lot!” He shook his head in admiration. “I sure can’t wait to see some ass-to-mouth… Mom,” he added.

He eased his dick out out of my quivering asshole, a long and magnificent tool and pink and glistening with lube. For a moment I regretted my impetuous offer but fortunately he looked nice and clean. I was going to do this!

I knelt in front of him and gave his slippery cock an experimental lick. It wasn’t bad at all! It was a little muskier, perhaps even a little sweeter than my pussy juices, but I knew then I was going to do this eagerly, especially since I knew it would turn Kaity on and make her want me even more. To be wildly desired by my daughter was more important than anything else. It didn’t even shock me that I could now admit my unashamed sexual desire for my young, sexy daughter—my adopted teenaged stepdaughter—and feel good about it. I loved her, desired her, and nothing could ever change that.

“Do it, Mom,” she said. “Suck your ass flavor off his dick!”

Her command triggered a burst of excited lust and I slurped Reg’s dick into my mouth.

“Oh fuck, Mom!” he groaned. “Suck that nasty cock, bitch!”

A slight but pungent ass aroma filled my nostrils as his boner slid in and out of my lips. I cupped his huge balls with my hand and gently fondled them, enjoying the way the fleshy sack contracted in my warm palm. Reg’s breathing turned into pants and deep groans formed in the back of his throat. All of a sudden I felt his balls clench. I pulled back and opened wide.

“Cum all over my face!” I urged him. “Shoot your load on my face so my girl can see what a big slut Mommy is!”

“Here it comes, Mom!” he grunted, jacking off his thrumming boner at my parted lips.

A huge splash of his hot, white, thick jizz splattered on my upper lip, drenching my cheeks, lower nose and my tongue. The next spurt caught my lower lip and chin. His loud moans rang in my ears as I furiously fingered my clit, crying out in my own climax that had been building since all three dicks had been in me.

“Use your dick to smear your cum all over my mom’s face,” Kaity urged him. “I want to get a picture of her after you guys leave.”

Reg’s manhood was still semi-rigid as he used the fat, purplish head to spread his sticky, fragrant seed from my chin to just below my eyes, a thick coating of rock star sperm like a facial mask.

The guys ended up tipping us an extra three hundred cash before they left. No sooner had we closed the door behind them, Kaity pushed me, still nude, up against the foyer wall. Taking my breasts with one hand, she firmly linked the fingers of her other hand into my hair and held my head to the wall as she lapped Reg’s cum off my face, all the while saying I was the sexiest mom ever and how much she loved me.

After my daughter had licked my face clean, she took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom where she promised me a pussy licking like I’d never had before.

“I love you so much, Mommy. I want to be with you like this forever!”

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