I feel your need, dear one.

The shower rained down on Joyce, Bernie, and Gary.

"Bernie, dear one," Joyce said, holding her daughter close. "Are you comfortable in front of Gary? If I give you an orgasm?"

"I...saw...Gary and his grandmother...get Gary off," Bernie said, breathlessly. "I want him to see...you and me."

"I feel your need, dear one," Joyce said. "Let me bring you joy."

"Yes," Bernie said.

"Please watch, Gary," Joyce said. She lowered one hand and cupped Bernie's plump, bushy mound.

"Mom," she sighed.

Joyce bent her lips to Bernie's and worked her fingers between Bernie's pussy lips. Bernie moaned into her mother's mouth. Joyce's fingers stroked firmly and quickly up and down. Bernie whimpered. In only a minute, Bernie's head strained back, her eyes popped open and rolled upward. Her face flushed red and the veins in her neck stood out. "Eeeeeee!" she keened with orgasm.

"Fuck," Gary muttered. Off like a rocket.

Bernie rocked in Joyce's embrace as the waves of her climax took her, until the sensations subsided into a glow of well-being.

"Oh Mom, thank you, thank you," Bernie said. She panted, her breath hissing in and out.

Joyce hugged her daughter close and smiled at Gary, dipping her eyes deliberately toward his erection, then back to his face. She cleared her throat. "Gary..." Joyce said.