Then I had an idea. My elderly neighbours use a local cleaning firm, twice a week, as they do not have the energy to do the housework. I decided to f...nd out more and, one hour later (as they always love to turn a brief visit into an excuse for tea and biscuits and a chat), I had the phone in my hand and was chatting with the secretary of Domestic Angels. I explained my situation and they made an appointment to come round and judge the extent of the job. Well, to cut a long story short, two. It was harder to see the mirror this way but she bent in a way that gave her a decent view of her firm ass. She tried to reach back with one hand while the other played with her clit but it was impossible to watch if she did it that way. So she let her wet middle finger move back while using her thumb to softly rub herself. She could feel her orgasm building but she didn't want to finish till she tried this one last thing.Slowly and carefully she applied pressure with her middle finger. Her ass. Sue lifts and dropsin a slow rhythm that matches the slothful pace I took fucking hermother earlier.Sue's eyes are closed, her cute little mouth open and panting. Ifeel her pubic bone crush against my own as she grinds her slenderyoung hips over my pumping pelvis. I can feel her adolescentcunt-walls gripping and ungripping me powerfully, much more tightlythan her mother, yet at the same time very familiar. Her tinybreasts are crushed against my chest, sweaty from our exertions.Sue's. I growled, thrusting forward, savoring the rougher grip. Pleasure rippled up my cock. I drove deeper and deeper into her. I groaned when my groin pressed into her butt-cheeks and my ball rested against her taint.“You're balls deep into our daughter,” my wife gasped. The bed creaked as she humped our daughter's face. “Now fuck her. Pound that ass. Make our daughter cum so hard.”I leaned on my arms over my daughter, my face near my wife's big tits. I drew back, groaning with every inch I slid..