My daughter became serious on hearing stomach pain.She asked her how long she was having it for which Deepti replied that she was having it after lunc.... On hearing this my kid asked her to lie on the sofa. Deepti was surprised and did not know how to say no. She reluctantly lay on the sofa. This was interesting, I was looking at what was happening from the corner of my eyes.I acted immersed in the match though. My kid started asking her a flurry of questions. Deepti replied half-interested as. The sidewalk seemed to materialize out of nowhere as I walked. The green of the park now at my back, I gazed at the sign in the window across the street: hiring. It was a small ma and pa restaurant by the look of it. Why not? "Hi, yes, I saw the sign in the window, and, well, I want to apply," I said. The man looked me up and down. "You want to work here?" he said. He looked dubious. "Yes, is something wrong?" I said. "Well, people who work in places like this don't usually wear two hundred. I was still spooning Mom, the tip of my penis still in her and my hand cupping her breast. I felt relaxed and very happy. Mom had shown me something new, making love. Marvelous. Wonderful. I wondered how much more I could learn."I think we're a bit wet."Mom's voice broke into my musings and, as she squeezed her vagina, my penis was ejected. Yup, we were wet."Can we shower together?" I asked.Before long I was lovingly washing a boob, admiring the nipple as it perked up. "Can I taste it, Mom?". Her lust was evident. She was loving the power of being on the fucking end of things for once."Fuck yeah, take my cock you little bitch! You like your ass filled, don't you? You love feeling me fuck you deep!"And I did! Each time she pushed it deep inside me I moaned like a bitch in heat. I never wanted her to take the tool out of me. I felt Beth shift her weight to her left and made us both roll off of our right sides and onto our stomachs without ever removing the dildo from my ass. Beth's.