Charlene is conflicted

Frank pumped himself dry in the shuddering mother, savouring the conflicts that raged in her face as she stared up at him and came over and over. When he was empty he pulled out of her letting her legs slump down to sprawl open on the bed while her pussy oozed cream.

"Did you...did you really fuck...Olivia? Or were...were you just saying that...to make me mad...excite me?"

"It worked, didn't it? You came like a bitch in heat! Thinking about your daughter impaled on my cock...taking a load in her womb."

"Ohhhh Fuck...you did! You did fuck her...Oh Fuck...." she whimpered, squeezing her own breast and teasing the nipple. "Was...was she any good?"

"She was fun," Frank laughed. "When she comes her eyes go crossed or roll back in her head. It's fuckin' hot!"

"So...there were no boys...yesterday...that was all you? You...fucked all three of them? My God...."

"All three," he chuckled. "Lined 'em up and fucked the snot out of them! They were beggin' for it! Just like you...Mommy!" He laughed harshly, making her blush.

"Oh God...I am a slut...I love your cock...the way you fuck me...hit my spots...was I as good? As good as those young girls...as tight?"

"You're a needy bitch, aren't you Charlene? You were good enough...plenty good enough. Maybe next time I'll do you and your slutty daughter together, ramming my cock into your wet holes, one after the other."

"Oh God...that's so hot! It's so bad...so very bad...but so hot! You're a bastard...an evil bastard...you've...you've cast a spell on me...Oh Fuck..." she whimpered, nuzzling against him, her eyes liquid and needy.