I started to become very interested in the bottle cap in my hand. I was steeling myself for what I knew must come. Now that Mel was gone, I would have...a perfect opportunity to do some clarifying that I had been trying to do. " Hey, Peter......." I began. Peter sat bolt upright and cheered. "Now thats good T.V!" he said approvingly, then he laughed. I looked at the T.V and gasped. Porn! A Man and Woman were there, She was deep throating his cock with abandon, and He was moaning and groaning and. The hot water sprayed on his back couldn’t compare to the heat he was feeling betwixt his thighs, his cock standing fully and soapy, contrasted by her tan skin and red finger nails. Her lower lip was bit as she saw his pleasured reaction to her movements, though she wanted nothing more to pounced him like a lioness and treat him just as one would a tasty piece of meat as himself, she restrained herself in fear of slipping in the shower and cracking her head. She’d hate for her obituary to read. Two minutes later the phone rang again. I answered and Beth said, ‘Good Morning Master.’ ‘Do you have a lot of silver or light gray clothes?’ ‘You know I do.’ ‘This is a silver or gray day. Just before you meet us in the lunchroom go in the ladies room and masturbate to orgasm. Find a way to give me a taste of your fingers during lunch.’ ‘Oh, I like this. Thank you.’ I dressed, locked the house and went to work. My boss came by and asked what was going on. I told him the short version. He felt. In the blink of the eye the two women found their hands tied behind their backs. “What are you doing?” Marsha asked as her fear began to grow.“It is a little game called ‘Whose cock is it?’. We are going to blindfold you both and then take turns fucking your mouths. Then you have to tell us which man that cock belonged to. The loser is going to get fucked in her ass. Now get on your knees!” James said as he pushed her down.Both mother and daughter groaned at the thought of their small assholes.