Holds her there for her mom to see

“What the fuck is happening here?” Jill noticed almost immediately, stomping out into the back yard where Jeffrey gripped her daughter tightly.

“I’m sorry mom! I’m sorry!” Janey just as quickly switched from confident sexpot to scared daughter.

“What are you doing?” Jill snipped.

“She’s been giving us quite a show.” Jeffrey interjected, waiting for the right moment to reveal that he knew what both of them were up to, that he had the upper hand.”

“You little brat!” Jillian was furious. “You’re mine! I’m the only one who’s allowed to watch you!”

That was an odd comment, Jeffrey thought. Maybe he didn’t understand what was going on here after all.

“You were gone. I needed to be watched. I was so horny!” Janey had stopped trying to struggle to get free. After all, she was already caught.

“You’re only supposed to be horny for me!” Jill had the stern tone of a mother disciplining her daughter. But the words were all unexpected.

This was not exactly what Jeffrey was expecting. But he was no less hard.

Then she turned her attention to him. “What’s your part in all of this?” She stepped toward him. “Who told you, you could watch me my girl?”

He needed to do something fast, something to reclaim control of this fucked up situation. He could only think of one thing that might very well make everything worse. But what did he care? He wasn’t the one who started things by spreading his twat in the middle of the yard.

He took his wet fingers off Janey’s wrist, and before she could realize what he was doing, wiped them down across Jill’s face.

Jill’s jaw dropped. Her eyes closed. It was as if she had just fallen into a trance. Her breath became heavy and shaky.

Jeffrey couldn’t have planned it better. He wondered if Amanda was still watching from the window, curious as to what the hell was going on.

Jill opened her eyes again, her face glistening with her daughter’s juice, her voice much softer now. “Is this… is this what you want to do?” She asked Janey.

“I can’t… I can’t help it. We’re still being watched.” Janey said, revealing just how much she was controlled by her own desires, as her mother’s face revealed just how much she was controlled by her own desires.

Jeffrey felt like he was maybe the only one able to think straight. So when Jill said “I guess you’d better give them something to see,” he knew just what to do.

Within milliseconds, he and Janey were back on the grass, her wet thighs being spread, his throbbing member pushing itself inside.

It felt amazing in her. Maybe even more amazing knowing that his wife and her mother were watching, and enjoying what they saw. His hands slid up her soft, sweaty abdomen and landed on her ample? Young breasts, squeezing them as his hips thrust against her over and over, her long legs wrapping around him.

He was so distracted by the wonderful sight of her open mouth, the whites of her eyes, of her breasts jiggling up and down in his cupped hands as he fucked her, pounding again and again, feeling like his cock had never been squeezed as wonderfully, that he almost failed to notice Jill crawling over to grab her daughter’s discarded polka dot panties and begin to lick them.

He’d better stay focused, he thought, or else he might miss something else important that could...

“Wait…” the voice belonged to his wife. He’d missed her showing up. But she stood three feet away in nothing but a white bra and pair of wet silk panties.

“Wait…” she repeated.