Her feet were still bewitchingly clad in the strappy blue sandals, the slim high heels digging into the mattress as she kept her knees drawn up and sp...ead to each side. She'd pushed the draping wispy fabric of the baby doll top to the sides, obscenely framing the inviting mound of her g-string covered sex.Josh flicked his eyes up to hers, seeing the wanton look of lustful desire in her warm blue eyes. A wicked little smile played at the corners of her perfect lips as he moved closer, his face. I looked to Dycke, for help, and he just looked at me. I thought it was one of his practical jokes, but it was not. He told me he knew what my answer was going to be ‘because no man could get between a loving mother and her daughter.” He kissed me, he wished me a wonderful life, and he ran from the house. I have not seen, or heard from him, since. Jessica grabbed Payne, around her shoulders, as she started to cry. She said to her, ‘Could Dycke use that technical stuff, in his basement, to. I might have to try a few different approaches.I went through the pantry and started making an actual list of some things I might like to get for the house. Things like the coffee maker and some cooking items would be needed again. I could see improving the spice cabinet contents a bit too. After that, I headed out to clean the car and stuck the list in the wallet slot for now. I got done quickly and settled back into the house.Before too long, Mom got home. I greeted her and asked, “How was. Blond.When Ms. Blond pulled away, she came back over to me. Her eyes locked on mine as she leaned in. Our faces were inches apart. She had the most loving, caring look on her face.Then she blasted me.The girls had passed the cum around the room, and Ms. Blond spit it in my face. They all thought it was hilarious. I wiped cum and saliva off my cheeks with the back of my hand while they laughed."Oh come on," Ms. Blond said. "It's funny." Yeah," I said. "Fucking hilarious."I was pissed. Not only.