Mrs Perkins was a good looking woman.
Her daughter, Lucy, placed an advert on Facebook asking for a punching bag: anyone else who also could not stand their mother.
Lynn answered her advert. Lynn lived online and she had Schizoid bipolar disorder which meant her life revolved around delusional conspiracy theories- candy for Lucy
Lynn was sofa surfing, currently staying at a naive former employer’s place. Lynn invited Lucy to come and stay with her. It’s unlikely that Lin had any kind of coherent plan other than someone to have a laugh with .
Lucy soon became jealous of the DLG relationship that Lyn was enjoying. Lynn was financed, fed and flattered. Lucy decided to sleep over.
Lucy spent her days beautifying herself and focussing on replacing Lyn.
Lucy woke up early went into the guy’s bedroom and one way or another got her hands or mouth on his balls, wanking him awake into a frenzy and then telling him how much Lin desperately wanted him to fuck her.
In reality Lynn had become used to being used. Her favorite sex play hed become face smash.
Every morning, Lucy would sneak into his room and either wank or suck him awake until his precum was dribbling. Lucie refused penetration point blank so he fumbled down the corridor to unload in or on Lynne.
Every day Lynn would be woken by a cock in her hole. all the while Lucy promising to fuck him but never spreading her legs.
One morning it was different.
Lucie followed him. He had bent Lynne over and was guiding his knob into her cunt, whipping her ass with the back of his hand: left then right like a pony.
Lucie reached down cupping his balls. Gently, squeezing him. He came hard. Spunk dribbling out of Lynn.
“Keep going” demanded Luciem kneading his balls as if to extract every last drop.
Lynne became excited: “Oh yeah, bet you cannot do it again. Bet you cannot come again, old man”.
Accepting the challenge, he kept thrusting even more vigorously to maintain his erection.
Lucie bent forwards and stuck her tongue into his ass, giggling. She reached round and began massaging Lynne’s clit.
Both women began making moaning noises and started dirty talk.
“Come on now. Now you can fuck me after you’ve come again inside Lynne? Come on your dirty fucker, fuck me?” spat Lucie.
“She makes me fuck you every morning, Lynne. Its high time, we got her back, help me fuck her? Come on! Come on!”.
He withdrew and pushed Lucie’s shoulders onto the bed pinning her down.
“Pull her ass wide?”
Lynne pulled her jeans down and smacked her naked ass. He then slapped her ass hard into submission. And again, slapping her hard underarm to instill compliance. Then the left and right buttock cheeks slapped hard. Startled, she tried to stand up but he pushed her shoulders back down again.
He then licked his middle finger before pressing it into Lucie’s tiny ass hole.
“Oh no, Lynne, stop it! Are you going to let him use me like this? Uh, it’s… intense.. Oooh, it’s quite nice.”
He slapped her buttocks hard again before pushing his tired cock against her tiny hole.
It wouldn’t go in. “She has not fucked for a long time” he exclaimed.
He pressed against her cunt.
“Not there, I’m not using anything”.
He stepped back slightly, turning her around. He held her throat down and guided his cock, slimy with Lynne’s cum, down Lucie’s throat.
A couple of short strokes and he was done, convulsing into her throat.
