The daughter and then the lustful Mother

When I did my master degree in Kingston upon Thames, London I rented a spare room in a house that consisted of a nuclear family, mum, dad, daughter and son. Perfect. The daughter was 17 and hot to go. Even though I was in my early 30’s she was soon seduced and happily bouncing up and down on my cock. Her school work was a mess and once or twice a week she would miss the bus, fuck the lodger and sneak out again back to her lessons. She was a young slut and I would call her a slut and she loved every moment.

We became complacent and sure enough as I was fucking my slut doggy, the door of my room opened and there she stood. The mother, tall, slim perhaps once considered beautiful but age was marked into every line of her face, she was tired. Tired of her job and tired of her husband. She stood there hand to her month in horror and I forced harder her daughters face into the pillow and stroked into her ass deeper and deeper. I looked at the mother and banged harder and harder into her daughter. I wanted them both.

An hour later the daughter was gone, and came the expected knock on the door. ‘I think you need to go, young man!’, she looked hard, and determined. I was still on the bed, just with my boxers on. My cock stiffened. Why had she came in so soon after. ...my mind raced, my god she’s also a slut. I stood up and walked up close to her. I could smell her breath, it was sweet. Her eyes locked with mine and she said again ’I think you need to...go’, Why I countered...’because, ...’ and she lowered her eyes. My cock was now out and poking into her belly. ‘No, please don’t, I’m a good wife’... but she fell to her knees and opened her mouth and accepted my joyful throbbing cock.....thank you she murmured