It was a minute before I managed to stand up again as my legs wereshaky, God damn that was amazing, so different yet so familiar, butmost certainly al...lot stronger than my usual climax.I left the shower and dried myself off noting how soft and sensitive myskin was not, causing even the soft towel to feel rough. I didn't knowwhat to do with my hair, I tried the hair dryer from a draw but therewas so much of the stuff and it took over half an hour to comb itthrough as it kept knotting up, I. “Now you have hardly time for a shower and a quick breakfast. Go, use my shower.”Amy gave me a very non-daughter like kiss before heading for the shower.I lay there in a degree of mental turmoil. Last night, my relationship with Amy and Becca had irrevocably changed. We had crossed a line mothers and daughters shouldn’t—we’d engaged sexually. Admittedly, Amy and Becca were adopted but that didn’t really change the situation morally. Morals aside, I had some of the best sex that I’d ever enjoyed. But he holds back knowing that after some persuading he will be in the delicious tight spot he wants to be. His grip not letting up he gets her down on his cock, telling her to open her mouth, moving her head until he feels her throat contracting as she gags with the length of him tickling her sensitive inexperienced throat. Warning her that he is going to fuck her sweet hot mouth then move to her ass and fuck her hard while she plays with her clit. Not giving anything to allow her to back out,. It was her asking about how my meeting went and where I was staying and what I was doing. I said I was lying down all alone on the bed. She replied saying can I join? With a wink emoji. I was interested to carry in with that conversation and I said why not? But I will definitely be naughty. She replied saying I myself am a very naughty girl you don’t need to do anything I will show you what I can do. Then we both chatted for few mins about sex and she sent me pics of her in her underwear. We.