We were both his whores now.“Mmm, that was delicious,” Mom purred. “You loved it, didn't you.”“Yeah,” groaned Mr. Coburn.“And you have a...daughter, don't you,” Mom continued. “Tammy, right? She's eighteen.”“Yeah,” he said, his dick throbbing.“Mmm, that's a delicious age to enjoy.” Mom squeezed my breasts. “I'm great at turning girls into sluts. I could help train her. You could have this delight at home whenever you want it.”Mr. Coburn let out a strangled groan.. The man returned to the side of the bed and applied more lubricant to his hands and to the women’s skin. Now the massage was more definitely sensual. There was less kneading and more sliding, twisting, and tweaking. The woman was now starting to moan and squirm as the man’s hand began to spend more and more time on her nipples and her slit. She was now obviously awake and brought her hands up to her own breasts and was squeezing and pulling on her own nipples while the standing man attacked her. I used to be part of a once a month poker game with some buddies of mine, but gave it up after Sheila left. My daughters kept encouraging me to get back with the guys as I needed the outlet. I kept resisting so they surprised me by arranging for the guys to meet at our house for a night of cards. Carol is 23 and Diane is 21. They both attend the local university and live with me at home to take care of me and keep their costs down.It was summer and they were home while I was at work. They spent. First night went well and then the second day was boring and I went on for a sightseeing around the place. I must say it’s a nice place with greenery all around and I came back to my cottage at around 3 in the evening. Next to the place we were staying there is another cottage and I saw this beautiful lady going inside struggling with her luggage all alone. She was one hell of a gorgeous women with fair complexion and a perfectly wrapped red saree which made her look even more sexy. I quickly.