Her room was filled with the soft moonlight and when she turned her head to the right, she saw a picture of her and her father. She groaned closing he... eyes. She remembered how her father’s lips suckled her nipples, the thought made her want her father more than ever. She wanted to cry, but there was nothing she could do to make him make love to her. She kicked the covers, lifted her camisole off from her body and she pulled her panties down, they were now resting around her knees. Then, she. Vanessa had heaved a few times, but had managed to hold the various substances in her stomach. Now, with the tabletop gleaming, the worst was over. The last step was the cleaning of the steel shackles, bloody by rubbing the squirming victim’s wrists and ankles raw. The slave‘s tired tongue caressed her sore gums for some seconds, then reached out for the first of the stained cuffs. Vanessa eagerly licked the inside, the edges and the outer surface, even made sure to perform fellatio to each. ' Jayne climbed on the bed and stuck her arse in her daughter's face. Sharon grabbed hold of her mother's arse cheeks and pulled then apart and buried her face between the sweaty crack. She breathed in the sex heavy scents of her mother's anal and vaginal regions and ran her toungue from the small of her back over the puckered ring of her rectum and down under into the shaven haven which was her mother's cunt. Her mother in the meantime with her nose buried in Sharon's hairy fanny. Her green eyes were gleaming and her bright pearly whites matched the shine. My dick was pressing against the closet door now almost opening it slightly. It was strange to say it but my mum looked quite seductive too. ‘Your sisters one thing but not your mum too’ I thought but the powers of my mums feminine charms were too much. Jane was wearing a summer dress too but perhaps a less fashionable one however no less flattering. It was a tight blue one that highlighted her mature curves. Mum.