Both gave me bliss.“Yes, yes, worship Justin's Queen!” I moaned, my thumbs pressing hard on both Tracy's and Miss Daisy's nipples.“Yes, sluts, w...rship her!” Miss Daisy's moaned, her green eyes fluttering. “She's our Master's Queen! His lover!”“Yes, yes, yes,” Tracy moaned, her face glistening with my juices.“Tracy,” I ordered, “kiss Miss Daisy and share my pussy with her. She loves the taste of my cunt!” “I do,” Miss Daisy moaned, licking her lips.Tracy kissed her.I shuddered as I watched them. ”“It’s not going to be difficult for me. I’m going to enjoy having my son shave me.”Mom smiled. Then she moisten her lips, extending her tongue out to an improbably length and moving it wetly over her lips. Her illness was causing her to come on to me. I thought of their overly polite behavior and the lube behind the bar. My parents were having problems in their marriage, sexual problems. Mom’s stroke was causing her to act out her sexual frustrations.I cleared my throat. “Okay mom! I need to. Pushing the toy in deep, bringing my hips forward, sitting on it, my eyes wide as it slides in even deeper. My knees so far apart, my hands now behind me, pushing my body harder onto it. My hips squirming, rocking over that long glass toy deep within me, grinding upon it. My nighty covering my belly, my breasts seen above it, my pussy below it. My pussy lips part, my juices seeping from deep within me, leaking down to my rear hole. Pushing my body harder onto the toy, its head a hard reminder. I glancedacross the main drive and the water fountain. The bowling alley wasn't doingmuch either. I parked my car and walked up to the main entrance moving aside for a familywho came out of FunPlace looking irritated and angry. I didn't think much ofit since this a pretty normal occurrence, despite my own area of it strivingfor customer service. I wasn't proud of working here, but it paid the billsand had its perks. As my I entered through the foyer and started walking down the stairs,.