Magda Finishes Cooking Dinner

Steve rubbed at his bulging pants awkwardly watching as his mother turned and seemed to amplify her cleavage with her arms.

He debated whipping out his rigid cock just to see how she would react. He hated the pressure in his pants.

Magda eyed the bulge in his pants and relished the rub of the baster in her snatch when she turned. She was so ready for anything. She was licking her lips when the front door opened and Joe called Steve over to the living room to help host the guests, Melissa was shortly thereafter shouted for.

Magda pulled the roast out of the oven to baste it one last time before getting it ready to serve. She moaned deeply as she pulled the baster out, gazing at the juices she had dripped into it, she licked her lips.

Drizzling her juices across the roast she licked the baster up and down before basting the roast properly. Her mind danced with thoughts of her family licking her juices.

"Do you need help?" Melissa remarked walking in with obvious annoyance.

"Dinner is about ready to serve up, what's the problem?" Magda asked her daughter.

"The problem is I came home. I didn't take off for all you're own benefit. This is all I have to cover up and help me resist what's going on!" Melissa vented unusually openly, unaware of the changes that had begun to over take her mother. Her anger mellowed as her aching horniness fueled off her mother's pheromones.

Melissa sturdied herself against the counter, focusing on resisting this latest surge of lust and desire to erode at her will.

"It's okay honey. If he complains again we'll just ask if he would prefer you naked." Magda replied matter of factly, becoming aroused by the thoughts of her daughter's breasts being exposed to her again.

Melissa suppressed a moan as the idea of presenting her naked body to anyone, never mind everyone here. Who would take her squashed all other thought for a moment.

Magda meanwhile toyed with her aching hard nipples, pleased to see them protrude through the dress alluringly.

She quickly stopped and busied herself getting things ready for the table, the sooner dinner was over the sooner she could get what she truly desired.

"Melissa, go set the table. Let's hurry and get dinner over with."