I’m not sure how long I hung on to that faucet. I just know I was still in a haze as I sohow made my way up to my bedroom for a nice, long shower.
Is he fucking my poor little daughter like that I wondered to myself. He’s going to kill her. My daughter is going to die by dick. How am I going to explain that to everyone? What am I going to put on her obituary?
"Darling Daughter Big Dicked to Death", I mulled.
Geez, she was a lucky girl. Mommy couldn’t help but be a little jealous.
"Mommy, I’m ho!" I could hear as I got out of the shower. "Mom, where are you?" Janet yelled from downstairs.
"I’ll be down in a minute, Dear," I answered. I was so glad that Stevie helped clean up before we headed our separate ways. I couldn’t fathom any reasonable explanation for the ss Janet would have seen if Stevie hadn’t been so quick to get rid of all the evidence.
I entered the kitchen to find Janet and Stevie in the sa spot that he and I had sullied just a little while before. They were cuddling, kissing, and giggling. How sweet I thought. He is really good with her. He was GREAT with though. I would never forget the fuck he laid on .
"Hey, Mom," she greeted . "Do you need help with dinner?" She picked up a carrot from off the counter and ate it. "Carrots! My favorite veggie!" she exclaid.
Stevie and I glimpsed each other. I wondered if the carrot she ate had been splashed with our sex sauce. I was in such a daze at that boning he threw down, that I couldn’t rember if he had washed the carrots again or if he threw them in the trash.
I grabbed her hand just as she was about to pop another in her mouth.
"You’re going to eat them all before dinner is ready," I explained.
"Oh, Mom," she smiled. "So, what did you and Stevie do today?"
"You know , Babe," he quickly jumped in. "I was on my laptop all day. I had so work to catch up on."
"Nothing much," I chid in. "Just a little housework." "You two made ands then?"
"Yeah, sure," we both mumbled.
"Great!" she bead. "You are my two favorite people in the whole world! I knew if I left you two alone you would work out your differences. Group hug!" she requested.
I ca in for a hug. Stevie groped my ass while the three of us embraced. I couldn’t believe his nerve. I pulled away from the hug to see her beaming from ear to ear.
He had a slick smile on his face. We all chipped in to finish cooking dinner. We sat around the dinner table that night and talked about what was going on in our lives. I enjoyed spending ti with them. I hate to say it, but I enjoyed his dick that afternoon even more.
Janet stuck around to help put away the leftovers and wash the dishes. "I was hoping for so ti alone, Mom. I missed you," she said as she hugged . Janet was being unusually warm and fuzzy with .
If Stevie hadn’t made the first move, I would have probably felt guilty. I can’t let that happen again. If he wants more sex, he’s going to have to get it from her.
She and I grabbed a bottle of wine and sat down on the couch. I drank slowly.
I didn’t want to get so drunk that I accidentally divulged the truth about my afternoon. Loose lips sink ships and this mommy was trying to stay afloat. She laid out her and Stevie’s plans for the week.
She had people to introduce him to and old life landmarks she wanted him to see. Wonderful! He and I would not be left alone again. I knew I didn’t have the willpower to resist his delicious dynamite prick.
"Mom," she whispered as we both headed upstairs to retire to our bedrooms. "Mom," she whispered again. She consud both her and my portion of the wine. She wasn’t pissy drunk but she certainly had put on quite a buzz.
"Yes, Dear?"
"Please don’t be mad if you hear anything coming from our room," she requested. "I know you don’t want to hear this, but Stevie," she giggled then continued, "Stevie is quite the lover and his man parts are quite manly."
"Really?" I quipped, acting surprised. "Don’t worry, I’ll turn my TV up loud. I’m tired anyway and I’m sure I’ll fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow."
"Thanks, Mom! I knew you’d understand! We’ll try to be as quiet as we can." She kissed on my cheek and went into their room.
Oh, I understood alright. I understood that not only was I going to turn my TV up to the highest notch but I was going to grab my earplugs as well.
If I had any chance of resisting another euphoric encounter with Stevie, then I couldn’t let myself hear what he was doing to her down the hall. I was an old veteran at fucking.
I don’t know how long Janet had been having sex but I had serious doubts if she was handling his cock as expertly as I had.
I closed my bedroom door, grabbed my earplugs, and turned my TV to the maximum volu. Even with all that and the covers I had pulled over my head, I could still hear the muffled sounds of him
slamming her young, little coochie to death.
I was relieved that I couldn’t make out everything. I eventually fell into a deep sleep.
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