The urge wasn't to have an affair, the urge was to fuck.And it needed only opportunity.When opportunity came, they both hesitated, they were good peop...e.But when their faces were inches apart, when he was close enough to sense the rising and falling of her clothed breasts, when she reached out one fair hand and lightly hooked her thumb in his belt loop---when they got that close they couldn't have stopped themselves if their fortunes had depended on it.Primal instincts rushed upward from. .." Oh, Mom. I'm getting hot just thinking about it. Ohhh..." Jenna's breathing was becoming more erratic as her fingers moved faster, the other hand providing needed support as she started to lose herself in the moment."Yes, dear. Mmmm, yes!" Angelique slipped another finger into her dripping pussy, pumping herself harder, strangely aroused by the idea of masturbating with her beautiful fifteen-year-old daughter while talking of lesbian sex. "Oh, fuck, honey. I'm c-coming. Oh yes. Uhhhh... !". I tipped her face up to mine and kissed her gently on the lips. I looked at her and kissed her again. This time I let my tongue slip out to caress her lips. She shivered and the third kiss included her open mouth and our tongues tangling together. I slid my hand up to one of her large breasts. She's overweight, like her mother. But she has the solidity of her youth to go along with it. She's what is described as Zaftig in German. She's voluptuous and solid. She sighed into my mouth when I held. “Ohhhhhh, yaaaaa, you’re gonna make daddy blow his load very soon.” He grabbed my head and shoved himself deep inside my mouth and then I felt him shoot stream after stream of hot cum down my throat. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to swallow it all but I managed most of it. Some dripped out and ran down my face.“God, that was good.” “My little girl did a good job. Daddy won’t forget it either. You’ll be rewarded later. Now I want you to clear up the breakfast dishes and clean the table.