Her lips had been the warmth I had been feeling, although I had closed my eyes and tried to think about pretty Jenny Fisher rather than my mom. Consta...tly feeling my mother’s breasts against my legs had made that difficult, though, and I knew I hadn’t really been thinking about Jenny at the final moment.Clearly mom had not been expecting me to shoot, especially not a long and weighty squirt like that, but she finally swallowed when she felt my fingers lightly caressing her. I was sitting on the. I thought she would be dragged away and whipped but he only back handed her across the face and told her to do a better job before he came back for his bike. Another motorcycle roared up and dropped off another girl. She was tall and slim. Very pretty. Without a word, she stripped and began to help us wash and clean. I noticed a fresh tattoo of the club logo. The tat was not on her arm but just above her pussy. It went up to her bikini line and just above. She saw me looking and said that all. Hard blue eyes glared at me. “What?! You got something to say?”Rachael giggled and headed back to the kitchen.“Don’t forget the mayo!” Cara yelled.“I won’t.”My daughter turned her attention back to me. “Did you buy the paint for the baby’s room?”I nodded.“Is it the right color? Maybe you should bring it here so I can check.”“I’ll get it,” I told her and left.In the kitchen, the sight of Rachael creating a disgusting sandwich made my stomach turn. I left and went outside. In the garage, the. He then put his hand over her pussy and rubbed it. He rubbed back up to her ass crack and spread her ass cheeks wide. He ran a finger down her crack to her fuck hole and slipped a finger in her. He pulled the wet finger out and ran it back to her ass. He circled the ass and got it wet then went back to her fuck hole. He pushed the finger in again and fingered her for a few strokes. She was wetter this time. He ran his finger back to her ass and again rubbed the cum over it. He fingered her cunt.