Mother and Daughter have been talking. You need to show who is in charge.

By the time you get out of the shower Valerie and her mother are partially dressed and sitting on your bed with their heads close together talking quietly. They both look up when you enter the room rubbing yourself dry with a towel.

"God you're delicious," Deborah purrs with a catlike smile as she lets her eyes roam over your body. The labouring jobs you took to make ends meet after being fired from your last teaching job have kept you in shape and added layers of muscle to your body. Valerie smiles happily at you, biting her lower lip as she looks at your flaccid cock.

"We've been having a little girl talk," Deborah says with a smug expression. "A little Mummy and Daughter talk. And we're both ok with sharing you. And with Coach Watts. And I'm ok with you...doing what you're doing with my daughter. We talked it over and decided we don't have any problems with it. We won't cause any trouble. As long as you keep me happy, of course."

You look at her for a moment then drop your towel to the floor and take two quick steps, grasping her by the throat and pushing her back on the bed, making her squeak in astonishment.

"You decided?" you snarl, pushing your face close to hers. "Neither of you has a say in this. You'll take the cock I give you, or don't give you, and you'll be happy either way. I make the rules here. Me and Coach Watts. You're just a slut with dripping holes."

"Oh God..." she whimpers. "I didn't...I mean...please...I didn't mean anything..."

"I'm a Good Girl Daddy," Valerie murmurs as she watches you dominate her mother. "I'm happy with whatever my Daddies do."

"What about you, slut? Are you going to be grateful for whatever you get or are you going to keep that snotty attitude?"

"Oh God...Don't...Please...I'm Sorry," she whines her fingers clutching at your wrist as her chin trembles and her eyes fill with tears. You can feel her pulse beating in her throat and you can see her eyes start to glitter with excited fear. She parts her thighs, offering her pussy to you in submission. "You can do....do anything...anything at all...I didn't mean...I'm sorry..." she babbles frantically. You reach between her legs and slide two fingers into her drenched cunt, making her gasp and arch her back, her eyes flaring with surprise.

"Oh God...God! Oh God!" she wails as you finger fuck her, rubbing her engorged clit with your thumb as you hold her down by her slender throat. "Yes...Oh Please Yes! Yes! Oh God don't stop....don't...Don't oh God...So Close! Oh God So Close!" she squeals as she starts to buck, her orgasm building. You bring her right to the edge then pull your fingers out of her and release her throat before standing up, looking down at her with cold eyes.

"Oh My God why did you stop?" she whines rocking her hips and looking up at you with **** eyes. "I'm so close....Oh God finish me! Please! Please! Oh God Please Daddy! Please Finish Me Daddy! Please!"

You smile cruelly at her, savouring her utter submission as she pleads squirming on your bed, begging for orgasm. Valerie watches with wide shocked eyes that flicker between you and her mother. You lean forward and thrust your fingers back into Deborah's writhing body, filling her cunt and pressing hard on her clit, making her scream and arch her back. She quivers as though she's being electrocuted, her orgasmic spasms wracking her body as her eyes roll back in her head and she clutches your hand, holding you inside her convulsing pussy until she shudders to a gasping stop.

"Thank you...thank you Daddy," she murmurs looking up at you with worshipful eyes.

You see where Valerie gets her personality from, you think as you pull your drenched fingers out of her mother and wipe them on the towel.

"Now go clean up and get out," you say to the two of them.