He was surprised when she stopped at their daughter's open bedroom door and just stood there. He wondered what Lisa had seen when his saw his wife's h...nd slip between her thighs. Walking towards his wife he looked into Marie's bedroom and felt his cock swell to full erection. He glanced at Lisa and she smiled at him, holding a pussy cream coated finger to her lips in a shhhh-ing action. He looked back into the room feeling his body glow with lust and desire.His daughter was kneeling naked on. Always, this was where I had wanted to be. And now that I had it whenever I wished... nothing made me happier. You rush me inside, and we spill idle chit-chat about our days over the clean air of your immaculate kitchen. You compliment my hair, or tell me I'm beautiful. That you missed me. The pet names you are so fond of slip off your lips and I feel like I'm home. "Baby" "Cutie" "Sex Kitten" "Hun" "Lover" all of them, somehow. All in a space as small as ten minutes. Food is offered, drinks. I. Stephanie sat on the floor next me, not saying anythingbut lightly caressing me.Thirteen days of emotional and physical torture had finally caught upwith me.Shortly she got up and went to the bathroom. I heard running water. Idid not feel like moving at all, I just lay on the kitchen floor, anoccasional sob emanating from my raw throat. My nose dripped mucus andmy cheeks were soaking wet from tears.Stephanie returned. She knelt next to me and kissed me lightly on theneck and stroked my brow.. “Honey?” mom asked. I think she just wanted attention. “Do you want to lick my clitty?”“OK, mom,” I answered. In for a penny…I lay between her wide-open thighs and put my face in front of her cunt. It totally smelled of sex, which was more than just sweat, although it was hard to say exactly what made it more. I stuck out my tongue and touched the tip to mom’s clit. Her hips jerked. It mostly tasted salty. I licked her clit, tentatively at first, then with more tongue. My two fingers slid.