"Send it to Shannon"

"Then both of your daughters will think that your son is a pervert." you suggest.

"They'll know." she clarifies, respectfully.

So you snap a picture, of pretty Caroline's face as her lips wrap themselves around your cock and her mouth slides deep down on your member.

She looks like a lovely submissive in the picture, her nose buried in your pubic hair, her big eyes staring up at you in subservience.

Then you hand her the phone. You want her to be the one who actually sends it.

She smiles at it, then looks back at you. Is she losing her nerve, you wonder? "May I sir?" She's just asking for permission, like a good slut.

You nod.

And just like that she pushes the button and the picture is off too her college aged daughter.

And you wait. The two of you wait for a response. As you wait, Caroline still licks at the throbbing, veiny sides of your member, as if she can't help but react when she's in the presence of a cock.

But no response comes.

"Maybe she's in class." Caroline says, shrugging.

"Maybe she doesn't know it's you" You say, taking another look at the picture, and wondering if Caroline's face is too obscured.

And you watch as she sits up with excitement, knowing that you're hatching a dirty idea. She nods, not even knowing what you're thinking. But she nods at the sentiment.

"What should we do to make sure it's clear?" You ask, feeling like she's already done such a good idea letting the depraved parts of her brain loose, you might as well give her more opportunities.

"Maybe, sir, we could send a text. Like 'had a bad day, but Mom cheered me up' or maybe 'Know why mom is sucking my cock? 'Cause she had to do something while Zoe licked my asshole.'" She seems particularly proud of that last idea, biting her lip and looking up at you for some approval, maybe in the form of a dominant slap.

But a text wasn't what you had in mind. "I think maybe we need more photographic proof" you say.

And Caroline understands immediately. Though her tongue can't stop licking at your cock, she backs away, and takes a strong hold of it with her hand, and beings to jerk it at her face. As she pumps it, her eyes light up. It's as if everything about your cock makes her mad, degrades her to her basest instincts. Then again, everything that's happened so far tonight, let alone these pictures she just sent, suggests that.

And soon enough, your jizz is flying out of your cock and onto her face. She closes her eyes and her body shudders as the warm cum hits her flesh. If anyone ever looked like they felt perfect, she does at this moment.

So you take a nice clear picture of her, and then send it on to her daughter Shannon again.

And wait.

But there's no time to wait. Zoe and Joey are expected home from school soon, so you'll have to wait for Shannon's shocked, appalled, or turned on reaction while planning your next move.

You lead Caroline to her bedroom, instruct her to clean up and dress. She's wildly disappointed. You tell her how you understand that being dressed and clean are at odds with her purpose, but they're necessary to the goal of seducing her kids. And she agrees. She has to look normal, boring, prude, before she can show her daughter and son, what's really become of her.

And once Caroline heads downstairs to greet her kids as they return home from school, you turn to Joey's phone again.

There must be, you think, something on here more interesting than pictures of his own dick. He's a teenage boy. There's got to be something dirty. Something surprisingly dirty.

And then you find it.