He looked at me but said nothing."What if I were to tell you to go into her room tonight, you and Martha, and fuck her like you have wanted too for so...long (it was obvious he wanted too, if for no other reason than to punish her for being a cocktease)? YOU take her virginity—dump your hot, cum into her unprotected baby maker and tell her you're doing it because of all those bathing suits she pranced around in!"He came hard, gism flying upwards to his chest. I motioned for Darla to catch as much. My moms bedroom was the first one down the hallway, and I heard some noise coming from her open door. Curious, I quietly walked over to it, and peeked in. My jaw hit the floor. There was my mom, her skirt hiked up to the waist, her head thrown back and her mouth wide open and panting between moans. She had a dildo whipping in and out of her trimmed pussy, and one of her beautiful tits was out and she was squeezing the nipple with her other hand. My hand went immediately to my cock and I rubbed. Her body glistening with water and soapy bubbles, she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror opposite the shower. The mist on the mirror makes her seem unreal. She watches her hand slip down her stomach, caressing slowly, moving on to the mound between her legs. A feeling of anticipation filling her as she watches her hand slowly moves down to caress her clit. This is a new feeling to her. Watching intensely, as her hands moves across her body, caressing and pleasuring herself. Sensually. You work your way up and we kiss. You kept all of my cum in your mouth and you are pushing it into mine.We finally break away. You smile a coy innocent smile and ask, “How was your call, daddy?”I look at you and try not to smile, “My call was OK, but you were not being a good girl, were you?”“I’m sorry, daddy, I thought you liked it when I kissed and sucked you like that.”“I do like it, but it was very distracting when I’m on a call. I’m afraid you are going to have to be punished.”You give a.