“Yes!” I almost shouted as my mysterious folds clenched and released in ecstasy.I felt the first drops of my juice hit her on the back of her head... then she saw the next few spurts go over her head and hit the sheets, then she felt hot cum roll all over her back, all the while she could hear me moan and gasp behind her. I choked out, “Oh my! It is all over the side of the bed and on the floor!” she grabbed a towel from her nightstand and wiped what was dripping from my snatch and she got up to. Instead, she had been allowed to remain clothed. She followed Marge into the living room and then stopped dead in her tracks. Sitting on the sofa was Marge’s younger sister, Mandy.Mandy was almost a carbon copy of Marge. Tall with long black hair, she had a beautiful face and a stunning figure. The only difference was that Mandy was ten years younger than Marge, although nobody would ever guess it. Marge was so beautiful that they looked like identical twins.“See what I have?” smiled Marge.“Oh. I waited for the computer to come on and get to where I could check my mail. I looked down at my cunt and saw the word written on me. It stated I was a whore. I am a whore and I knew it. I will always be a whore. That is why Mistress Pam had that put on me. Mom had one on her cunt saying she was a whore. And I knew that these tattoos would not go away.Once the computer came up, I sat down to check my mail. I did have a message from Mistress. Actually I had 2 of them. One had an attachment.I. .." he stammeredembarrassed, unsure of where this was going. Despite himself, he was veryaroused. He'd always had a thing for his mom, obviously, and as shewhispered in his ear he could feel her large breasts pressed against hisarm."Masturbate?" she asked, "Do you think of me? Do you imagine my body asyou cum into my dirty underwear?"She was rubbing her tits against his arm now, pushing herself towards himand on top of him. Roger moaned in surprise as he felt his mommy positionherself on top of.