"Okay, Mom," Tiffany replied, pulling off her night shirt and climbing out of bed. "I think you're really sexy. No wonder Dad enjoys fucking you. I wouldn't mind being with you that way either."

Tiffany stepped closer and put her arms around her mother's neck. Their lips met. Debbie wanted to resist, but desire won out. Their mouths opened and their tongues mingled in a dance of passion. Debbie slid her hands around Tiffany and cupped the creamy skin of her rounded ass cheeks. Tiffany wedged a hand between their bodies and gently squeezed her mother's soft breasts through her blouse.

Debbie's top disappeared and then her bra. Tiffany kissed...