I had slept unusually late on that morning. I had been dreaming of Clara's young firm rump as it had rested on my hips, bobbing lugubriously after ha...ing energetically ravished herself on me while I was lying on the springboard over her k**ney swimming pool. I awoke and found my dream vision to be from real sensation. I smiled broadly to myself and reached for her soft broad hips, watching the bouncing, little, unused breasts. Anna-Maria's rump was firmly set on my hips and bobbed gently as. Cheyenne became angry at this and slapped her mother hard for wasting her cum. "eat it!" she commanded and her mother immediatly began to shovel handfulls of cum into her mouth. She was having difficulties swallowing it all but she did in the end. All the while Cheyenne was marvelling at her mothers luscious rear end. While her mother was still trying to slurp up cum Cheyenne lined up her cock with her mothers pussy. Her mother gasped as the head of her daughters cock pushed into her tight. She walked to me, stood between my legs, rubbed her hand on my crotch and said, “We said we were going to be smart. Don’t ever give me that look again while they’re here." I smiled as she continued to rub my crotch and said, “Sorry.” She said, “It’s okay. I just want it so bad right now. I wish there was a way.” I said, “Me, too.” She stopped rubbing me and said, “It’s just too distracting. It’s all I can think about. I need to get these dishes clean.” I said, sadly, “I know.” I watched. Oh my go-o-sh! It feels all so pleasant and enjoyable and pleasurable indeed. Yes. I am enjoying and loving and reveling in this so very much. It is all pretty darn wonderful and ace at the same time and so out of this world indeed. Before I go on to lick and take a taste of the super jim-dandy, awesome dick itself, I proceed to grab a razor blade that is lodged and laid on a puny-sized, polished and flawlessly glassy suave table not any farther from where we both are, gazing and gawping at.