Sitting down he spread his legs -- cock now painfully throbbing as he stroked it with one hand, while with the other he raised his toy butt above his ...ead, squeezing it slightly; the flow of creamy nut-butter oozing into his watering mouth. He swallowed greedily, slurping and sucking as he gulped it down. Suddenly the door swung open, his mother stood there, cock convulsing wildly, flinging clear sparkling pre-cum onto the ground.As he opened his mouth to speak, his mother picked up his sticky. Now granted, I haven’t mastered the art of cock sucking, but I love doing it, and I know for a fact that I’m getting better at it.”Noticing that she’s getting mad, I begin to laugh as I say, “Hell honey, it doesn’t matter if you’re good at it or not. I’ve always believed even if it’s bad, at least I’m getting my cock sucked.”“Seriously Dad, that’s what you got from what I said?”“No, what I took from it is this: you need to walk away from him and find someone else. You need someone who will love. "Don't think that doesn't cross my mind," she murmured. "If you didn't have to work Saturday we could play two nights instead of one. And if I didn't have to go to work Monday, we could make it three nights. Then I wouldn't be as desperate when I saw you."This was the moment and I hesitated before I took the chance."Come with me," I said, taking her hand and leading her upstairs."Where are you going?" she asked, following me without resistance."To our bedroom. I'm going to relieve both of us of. Then it’s what I saw on my daughter that took me to the edge of lust. When my daughter lifted her arm, I was able to see the thick, coarse black armpit hair, sweat was forming in her pits. As she continued sucking my dad’s cock, I crawled to my daughter’s side, kneeling. I got up under her arm, she lifted it her arm a little higher so I could get under her nicely. My head literally spun as I put my face closer to my daughter’s thick hair armpit. As I did, I could already smell her pungent odor.