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Chapter 77 by Zingiber Zingiber

Watch them (let the girls make a move) or Make them beg (-1) (+Hot=+1, -2)

Watch Shasta get off on her mother's tongue.

You stand in the door, watching Mary and her daughters softly and gently lick each other. Shasta makes little cooing sounds. Mary and Sarah moan in lower and higher notes. The heady scent of cunt tickles your nose, with three naked, aroused women working on each others' spread pussies in one little room. It's a new Heaven on earth for Mary and her daughters. Mary's blonde daughter Shasta is first to reach Paradise, her coos of pleasure turning to squeaks, then squeals. Her hips jolt toward her mother's tongue and her head pulls back from Sarah's pussy.

"Shit, Mom, you're making me CUMMMM!" Shasta cries out.

Mary holds on tight to Shasta's hips as her daughter thrashes round on the bed. Sarah raises her head and props herself up on an elbow, watching her sister. Shasta moans and cries until Mary licks her to a higher climax.

"MOM I LOVE YOU!" Shasta squeals. "EEEEEEEEE!"

Sarah sees you in the door, naked, touching your hard erection. Mary's brunette daughter gives you a smile. Thank you Tom, she mouths, forming words without speaking.

"Oh stop oh stop enough too much!" Shasta says, pushing at Mary's head. When Mary withdraws, Shasta collapses onto the bedcovers and goes limp. Her chest fills and empties with quick, deep breaths, and her fair skin has a pink orgasm flush on her cheeks, shoulders, and chest.

"God bless you, my bright angel Shasta," Mary says. "Your joy is a precious gift."

"Oh Mom, oh mom," Shasta says. "That was soooo gooood!"

Mary notices you in the door. "Tom, good morning!" she says. "Why look at you, you have quite the salute to the dawn!" She smiles broadly and nods to your hard, upstanding cock.

"Thank you, Mary," you tell her, returning her smile. You're happy to be welcome.

Mary laughs. "Did you come to steal my daughters back for some more hanky panky?"

"No," Shasta says, limp on top of the bed. Her mother has left Shasta wrung out like a limp dishrag.

What's your next move?

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