Yes

Yes, eventually the men finished, each one of them inside her. Mom had insisted. With gritted teeth she'd said, "Cum. Cum deep in her teenaged cunt!"

Tasha had never seen Mom with such determination before.

Then eventually each one left, and Tasha's body, sweaty, bruised, used, lying flopped on the floor, began to feel normal again.

And Mom, kneeling beside her, her hand caressing her messy, wet flesh, spoke, "I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry they were all so old. Next time we can do boys your own age."

"That's.... okay..." Tasha spoke between long panting breaths. "They.... were all... nice..."

"You know who they were, don't you?" Mom asked. "Did you figure it out?"

Tasha just gazed at her. If Mom expected her brain to function, she was mistaken.

Mom licked her lips. "Those were the same men who I had my 18th birthday orgy with. Each one of them."

"Oh..." Tasha responded, thinking that was odd, but unimportant. "Wait..." slowly her brain started to process "Wait.... does that mean.... does that mean?"

"Yup" Mom said with a glowing grin on her face.

"One... one of them... was my.... Daddy?" Tasha couldn't believe it. Mom nodded with pride. "Wh... which one?"

Mom shrugged. "How the hell should I know?"

For a while Tasha just repeated. "My Daddy.... my Daddy..." trying to picture all the men's faces and.... all of their glorious cocks. Then it hit her. "What about... no naughty bits for.... family?" She asked.

"Oh yeah. That's a dumb rule. We're not following that anymore." Mom answered. "Now, let me taste what they did to you." And she climbed on top of Tasha and pressed her lips to her daughter's red, throbbing twat.

-The End-