What To Do...

I look over at Dana, "Your daughter?" she nods. I obviously did not ask the right questions. I look over the daughter, thinner than her mother, though the spitting image. Breasts a bit smaller, but still lovely. Wearing a similar outfit what her mother wore.

Her mother tells me her name is Samantha. I give her all the normal commands, moving behind her. She wakes up, blinking her eyes, seeing her mom laying on the bed, legs spread wide open. My cum leaking from her well fucked hole. She covers her mouth with her hand and quickly turns for the door, her eyes going wide as she sees me there naked.

I command her to stop moving and to be quiet. "I was not expecting you, Samantha. But it is a delightful surprise." I eye her up and down, a smile on my face.

I give her permission to answer my questions, "Are you on any form of birth control?" she answers no, a naughty smile crossing my face. The thought of breeding a mom and her daughter bringing my cock back to life.

I spin her around, forcing her to look at her mother. Her legs spread wide open, pussy still gaping a bit. My hardening cock pressing against her covered ass. Arms wrapping around her mid-section. My warm breath on her ear. I give her permission to speak once again, but no yelling.

"That is my cum leaking from your mother's cunt," I whisper into her ear. "I am breeding your mother, she loves it, wants it, needs it." Dana moans as she hears me tell her daughter.

"But... But Dad..." Samantha tries to speak, her eyes staring at her mother's naked form. She licks her lips.

"Don't worry about your dad, all that matters is how much you want to lick your mommies cum filled pussy." I tell her, watching the lust in her eyes grow. "You want to bend over, pull your mom forward and devour her yummy twat."

"Yes..." she moans just loud enough for Dana and I to hear.

"You want to taste her juices, want to tongue the pussy that birthed you." I continue to say, my hand slipping into her pants, fingers running down her curls. Middle finger nudges over her clit, her body shivers at the touch. The same finger slipping between the folds of her lower lips. The wetness coating my digit.

Her moans coming out softly, her eyes blazing with lust. I continue to stoke the fires in her. "Your pussy is sopping wet, wanting a cock inside, my cock inside. Spreading you open, as you spread your mommy open with your tongue."

She swallows, "But... I... I have a girlfriend..." she manages to say, barely a whisper. My finger sliding into her wet hole. My hard cock throbbing against her ass.

"mmmm... your girlfriend will love it." My free hand cupping her breast through her sports bra, squeezing her firm breast tightly. "I will make sure of that."

Slipping my hand from her pants, "Go on Samantha, pull your mommy to you, feast on the pussy that birthed you." I gently nudge her forward.