Here darling, let mother eat your pussy.’ Tracey thrilled at watching Angela’s dark head go between her daughter’s bronzed thighs. Mother and da...ghter looked little alike, Angela being curvy, exotic and dark with Shera being tall, tanned and blonde. But their eroticism ran deep and Shera’s mouth was pulling Tracey close to the brink. She let her load gush into the young woman’s mouth, Angela extricated herself from her daughter’s thighs long enough to share the load of cum with Shera. ‘Mmm,. "Why isRocco Bruchetti cleaning my pool?" she asked me.I giggled. "That was my idea. Isn't he cute?" Rocco was wearing a tightt-shirt and a Speedo bathing suit that left nothing to the imagination.Ivy eyed me. "I assume you used the mind-control drug on him." Yep, my improved version. He deserved it after what he did to me. Andbesides, you need someone to do the maintenance around here."On Saturday night, Rocco had taken me to a punk rock concert. My redlatex catsuit wasn't entirely out of. Twisting, I pushed the door open.Stacy and Donald sat at the kitchen table. He looked away when I entered. I had nothing to say to him.“Mamma.” Stace trembled. “He said he was going to get me a job.”I looked but didn’t see him.“He left at noon.” My daughter’s words caused my legs to weaken from relief. I sat at the table and finally regarded my husband.“Buy me a gun, Ruby.” His hands were just beginning to tremble from withdrawal. “I’ll do it without involving you. I’ll go to prison for you. I don't know what it's like to be fucked as a woman but it seemed like this was very close. I loved giving him pleasure, allowing him to use my body for his gratification. Looking at Eric, his eyes were locked onto mine, a look of intense lust and pleasure was on his face. I loved knowing that it was my body making him feel like this. Eric's leaned downward, his cock buried deep in my guts, sweat dripping off his face onto mine. He leaned his face close to mine and his lips locked with my lips..