Turning Lesbian With My Daughter While Hubby Spies : Mommy’s Threesomes 60

Martha Timpkins and her nineteen year-old daughter Gracie are bonding in a way that neither of them expected, and it’s all at the expense of husband Tristan.

Martha organizes a hike to a local beauty spot, but Tristan isn’t invited.  Jealous and suspicious, Tristan follows the pair and winds up spying on their first-time lesbian encounter.

After being discovered in the bushes he emerges with his modesty hanging from his pants and Martha and Gracie invite him to watch closer before Martha teaches Gracie about straight sex too!

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Gracie had never been with another woman before, and neither had Martha, but Gracie didn’t have decades of repressed sexuality to contest with.

She let her mother know how much she enjoyed her touch, but Martha could already feel that in the sticky wetness that was left on her digits.

Tristan watched the act like it was something from an Attenborough documentary.  He stared in curious wonder as he pulled at his cock, then he started to move around the pair and study the act of incest from a variety of angles.

He knelt behind Gracie and looked into her ass—the same ass that he’d spied into from above before.

Gracie wasn’t shy, despite her inexperience.  She leaned into her mother and pulled her ass-cheek aside for her daddy’s inspection.

Tristan saw his wife’s fingers busy amongst the folds of his daughter.  She pushed inside and broke through the muscle, releasing another whimper from Gracie.

“That’s good, mommy,” she ached.

On his knees Tristan jerked his cock, looking at the beautiful twisting knot of his daughter’s asshole and the leaking slit beneath it.

“Gosh, she’s perfect,” he said.

Neither Martha nor Tristan had taken the time to truly consider their daughter’s sexuality.  They each thought her beautiful, but they’d never considered her an object of desire.  Naked before them like this, it was much easier to feel the allure of Gracie’s curves and the attraction of her quiet confidence.

“You can finger me too, daddy,” she hushed.

Martha kept her finger inside her daughter and then felt Tristan join her.

He pushed against his wife’s digit and then felt the wet warmth of his daughter’s insides.  Their fingers worked together to encourage more groans from Gracie.

Gracie stood there suspended, taking the love from her parents.  She gripped her mother for support and whimpered as the ecstasy in her body rose.

Tristan put his face closer to his daughter’s ass and he started to kiss it.  He moved inwards, leaving wet packs on his route.  He started to feel as brave as his daughter and, going against everything he knew, he pressed his face between her soft, pert ass and thrust out his tongue.

Gracie gasped and giggled, leaving Martha to wonder what had happened.

“What’s he doing?” Martha asked wryly.  She felt her husband’s stubble against her finger as she figured it out by herself.

“He’s licking my ass,” said Gracie, closing her eyes tight as euphoria spread over her face.

“Good boy, Tristan,” said Martha.

Martha scratched her nails up along her daughter’s slender back and then reached her hand beneath to cup and squeeze at her hanging tits.

Tristan was comfortable between her ass now, and he was tonguing with greater gusto.  He started to slither down and taste the cream that he and his wife’s fingers were coaxing free.

“She tastes incredible,” said Tristan.

Gracie was brimming with confidence.  Her parents held her and comforted her, guiding her towards her first climax at the hands of another person.

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