"Are you going to stop her?"
"I... I..." He swallowed.
"If you don't, I'm going to piss in her mouth," Stefani moaned. "She's going to drink my urine and... Mommy! Ooh, she wants it. Her tongue's dancing around my urethra. She's such a wicked slut."
I trembled, licking my lips coated in Stefani's tangy cream. It was a similar flavor to her mother's cunt. A little lighter. Not as matured. Delicious and wonderful. I watched as Stefani stared at her masturbating father.
"Well, Daddy, you going to stop me?" she asked.
"N-no," he groaned.
A smile grew on Clint's lips as he stood over me, his arms folded across his broad chest, watching the sight. I shuddered and my eyes widened. He wanted this moment. I flicked my gaze to my lover. She arched her back, her face straining.
Then she let out a long, slow groan.
She pissed in her mother's mouth. Urine spilled out the corners, the yellow running down her mother's cheek as she soiled the woman. Mrs. Armstrong shuddered, her bound arms twisting as she pressed her mouth tighter.
She drank her daughter's urine and moaned. Mrs. Armstrong welted ass clenched, the black knob of her butt plug peeking out. She whimpered with wanton passion as she drank more and more of my lover's piss. I remembered peeing in Stefani's mouth earlier that morning, how it felt as the piss streamed out of me and into her mouth.
"Damn," Melody whispered in the background.
"Mmm," Pam purred, her voice throaty with satiated bliss. The type brought by one sister making another cum. "What a slut."
"Yes!" gasped Mr. Armstrong.
He came. His cum splashed on the carpet. A few weak spurts as his knees buckled. He was so pathetic for cumming while watching his daughter use his wife. Stefani had utterly dominated her mother. My lover's body bucked. She groaned and came again.
I licked my lips, savoring that tangy musk staining my mouth as I watched my lover tremble through her orgasm. She held her mother's auburn hair. Mrs. Armstrong's jaw licked and lapped, drinking her daughter's cream and piss.
"Oh, Daddy, I don't think you're strong enough to control Mommy," Stefani moaned, glancing at her father. "You have to give her to me. I'll keep her in line. I'll make her into a good wife and mother. She'll be my mommy slave and your perfect wife. What do you say?"
"I... I..." He swallowed. "You're right. I just can't do it. I tried... but I'm not Clint. Please, please, you have to keep your mother from being such a sinful whore."
"Yes!" Stefani moaned in triumph, her eyes flashing to me, such delight in them.
I grinned. My brother had arranged this all. I smiled as I witnessed the completion of his plan. I trembled, eager to experience the delights of my lover's new mommy-slave. Things were about to get wild. I rubbed my belly, hoping the naughty MILF would massage me when I was nice and round, eating my pregnant pussy,
Drinking my piss like a good mommy-slut.
I loved my family.
To be continued...
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