Becky took one of her twin's hands and put it in her own crotch. She winced at the entry of Betsy's finger up her own fist-raw pussy, but she took it ...like a trooper, then pulled the finger out and steered it to her own tingling asshole.The slim finger ventured inside, screwing and reaming with a passion and fury that echoed the hard thrusts of Bob's cock up Betsy's shitter."Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" Betsy cried. Becky punctuated the cries by thrusting her fingers deep into her twin's cunt,. Flowing to my feet it was the color of the orange that graced the sky when the sun prepared its bed. Outlining my breasts it then dropped like a column but for a small cinch in the waist to accent the curves that the rest of it covered. The sleeves were also made of a fine cloth with cuts of net just in the right places. They were shaped like upside down pitcher flowers that left my wrists and forearms bear. Dawn then gently lifted my feet placing comfortable slippers upon them, knowing very. “I guess selling yourself for sex is an option you girls can go for. Buttercup’d make you all like fucking aristocracy.” “How much does it make?” Sharon asked, making a mental comparison with the cost of sex in Throb. “How much money do you charge for Sweetness?” “Money! Money! There’s no fucking use for fucking money here. What you gonna do with it? Clean your arse with it? No, all you’ll get is food, candles, clothes if you want them, that kind of thing. But with fucking Buttercup you’ll. . I can't. I'm your mother. You're fifteen!" I'm not worried about that. Wanna see the rest?"In the same way as the first, she opened the other side of her robe. Now I could see it all, including her perfectly shaved pussy."Oh, Megan," I whispered, unable to contain myself, "you're so beautiful." Thank you, Mom. I'm so glad you like what you see. So, what's your answer? I'll tell you what ... maybe this will make it easier for you. I'm really hoping your answer is 'yes', because I kind of have.