She'd told her Papa that she was going to fix a special dessert, he'd said, no, not tonight, he already had his dessert planned.She'd given him a stra...ge look, he didn't cook, what was on the menu?Directly from the table, no vodka tonight, straight from the table he led her to their bedroom. He undressed her, stripped himself and hugged her, taking her down among the furs on their bed.He kissed her, first he kissed her as he held her, her lips, her ears, her neck then down to her plum sized. I placed my hands on her ass and pulled her towards me. Then I asked her to place her leg on my shoulder. Her sexy pussy was oozing juices. I began to suck it. I twisted my tongue in to her pussy. She got jerk in her body and pressed my face deep in to her pussy area. Then we changed our places and kept my cock in her pink lips.She just licked my cock tip and began to move front to back. I too fucked her mouth. After some oral action I bent her on the stairs. I kept my cock tip on her pussy. “How was it?” I asked.“Lovely, it’s so warm.”Wesley came back with two beers on the tray. He passed me one first and then he looked at Sally, “Here you go beautiful.”She blushed as bright red as her bikini taking the glass from him and I noticed their fingers touching as they always do when he passes her a drink.Watched him retreat and then her gaze changed and she whispered, “Oh no.”I looked quizzically at her asking what was wrong.“I don’t believe it, Marcel is walking this way,” she. ”My cheeks burned at hearing that. I’d just made passionate love with my mother, but hearing her talk about flirting and checking out boys was embarrassing. Up until Sunday, a mere two days ago, she’d been a sexless being to me. My mother. Nothing more. Now she was a woman. A hot MILF that made me hard while simultaneously being the woman who’d birthed me.“So, Adele, what would you like,” my mother purred. “This is your chance to enjoy my futa-daughter. You don’t have to be jealous that she.