"I don't care how much Mom calls you the man of the house or tells you you're in charge. You can't tell me what to do, you're my brother, you're not m... father!" Well your father doesn't give two shits about you, Paige. He doesn't give two shits about any of us. So guess what, I'm the closest thing you've got," I shot back. "Yeah, right," she sneered. "Closest thing I've got? What, you like playing Daddy?" She stormed up to me and stood chest to chest with me. I could see the tempest brewing in. She felt what almost every girl feels when she touched herself down at her pussy and clitoris. As she played around with her pussy she imagined him as some kind of “hero.” She pictured her daddy as a savior who saved her day. She breathed in. “Oooooohh daddy, you’re such a good guy. Do you know that daddy? I do. I know how good a guy you are…mmmmmm,” she said quietly in the confines of her bedroom. “But daddy,” she went on to add. “You and me, we’re going to do it all again. You don’t know it. The clip ran for about ten seconds and showed a boy with his cock going back and forth in a forty year old naked lady. Mum made a comment, “ I didn’t realize there were pictures like this on the internet. I see you have a bulge in you shorts again just watching these pictures. Pull your shorts down while I take off my pants.”Mum instructed, “Now sit in the chair and I’ll sit down on you while we watch some more.”She held my very hard cock as she eased her hairy pussy down on it. My cock felt so. Unlike when I licked my pre-cum off of her foot or just a short while ago when I downed the contents of the condom that I shot into, for some reason I could really taste my cum this time and I didn’t like it at all. I gagged, trying to spit it out but when she pulled her fingers from my mouth she moved her hand under my chin. “Swallow.” I did.Melissa moved her hand down to my stomach and used her fingers to scoop up more of my cum. Seeing what she was doing, I pleaded with her.“Please, no.