She stopped in front of them and said, “If I remember from last night, you like scotch, right?” Next to the bottle of scotch was a bottle of vodka...which I knew was her choice. “I’m going to pour us a drink so we can sit back and relax for a little bit.” She handed me a half glass of straight scotch on the rocks and I went to the sink to put a splash of water on top. Patty did the same with orange juice on top of her vodka. She sat on the sofa and I sat down on the love seat adjacent to her.. “And the funny thing is, I knew you couldn’t actually change anything all that time. So did Talia and Beverly. They knew we were right. We were all happy to have you stuck in the middle, dealing with all our frustrations. This morning, we realized just how dysfunctional our family was, and that it was about to explode if something didn’t change.”“Babe, this is not right! This is not the answer! This is so wrong! It goes against ... everything!”She slipped her robe off her shoulders, and I. Then I couldn’t hold back any longer. The slight tingle turned into full blown contractions. My pussy throbbed and my legs shook. I couldn’t stop screaming. The feeling was insurmountable. Added with his cock thrusting and throbbing in me at the same time, it was the most intense orgasm I had in a long time. We hopped in the shower together and washed the filth off each other. He then explained that he was only in town for the night and had to leave again. It made me sad to think I missed his. “Yes, yes, right there and... Mom!” CRACK!Juices flooded my mouth as I screamed in agony and sexual frustration. The final spanking hurt so bad and yet felt so good. My pussy had never been hornier for a cock. I needed my husband's dick in me. My tongue dove deep into my daughter's pussy, feeling her convulsing around me as she gasped and moaned, her amulet flashing between her tits....a good mommy licks her daughter's pussy...I was a good mommy now. I was her sex slave. My tongue fluttered.