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Marlene--he called her Mrs. Fairchild--was talking with Lily when he looked back outside. She had a different sort of appeal for him than her daughter did. Her full lips and sultry look in her eyes practically screamed "I've done it all before, and I want more." The woman was a sexpot and she flaunted it.

He snapped a photo of Mrs. Fairchild and hastily registered her to the System. One could never be sure when a MILF would come in handy, after all.

You've gotta be kidding me. Nothing's gonna happen with her mom right there! This blows... he thought. Looking through the viewfinder wasn't showing him anything he hadn't already- Woah woah, wait a sec. What's this?

To the untrained eye, the scene below was fairly mundane. A mother and her child, chatting casually together in their small backyard. It was Mrs. Fairchild's eyes that provided the clue that something wasn't quite right.

Mostly because it was clear that Mrs. Fairchild's wandering eyes had locked on to the impressive form of her own daughter's breasts. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. He followed her line of sight eagerly until the color of Lily's sport's bra crowded his view. No mistaking it, Mrs. Fairchild was looking at Lily's boobs with a near animalistic desire.

Lily's nipples pressed against the gray cloth, marked by tiny marble outlines that supplied her mother with something to really look at. This was the first time he'd ever seen Lily's nipples get hard in all the years that he'd longingly sat by this window praying for even one small glimpse of them. Mrs. Fairchild was ogling her daughter, and her daughter fucking loved it!

I don't care if somebody starts chopping my door down with an axe. Nothing on God's green Earth is going to keep me from beating off to this. The selfcare that'd been put on-hold my the arrival of the Chronicle System finally began in earnest as he unleashed his swollen cock from his shorts and went to work.

Mrs. Fairchild leaned in towards her teenage daughter's sporty body and began greedily sucking on her lips. This wasn't met with any surprise or disgust from Lily, who parted her trembling mouth and stuck out her tongue. Mrs. Fairchild did the same, and they met in the middle, showing off as if they had an audience. Their wet tongues danced a forbidden dance in plain view of anyone who cared to notice. Slick pink flesh writhed against slick pink flesh, each tongue mercilessly coating the other in delicious wet sins.

Mrs. Fairchild moved her tongue away from Lily's and began running it along her succulent lips. It traveled downwards with a mission, and slid underneath Lily's own outstretched tongue. Then she slid it back in her mouth, and swallowed. Some drool was dribbling down Lily's chin. He realized that his neighbor, who he'd said hello to countless times, was gulping down the slippery saliva of the teenage girl she'd given birth to. It probably should have disgusted him, but the sheer immorality of it had him hooked.

Lily's ass cheeks were clenched and her sweaty pink thighs rubbed together. It dawned on him that Mrs. Fairchild's mouth had brought her to climax, and he was now watching his longtime, out of his league crush experience an orgasm. It was an illicit display of raw euphoria.

As the one clearly in charge of the situation, Mrs. Fairchild's hand slid down from the back of Lily's neck and cupped the partially exposed flesh of her ass as it quivered with post ejaculative spasms.

Mrs. Fairchild, apparently satisfied with sending her daughter over the edge without getting her own release, simply gave Lily's tender cheek an appreciative pat, turned, and walked inside. Lily followed her quickly like a girl bewitched.