The mother sat there protectively beside her daughter, while the girl kept glancing at me with nervous hope. The air in the room had become thick with tension, a strange mix of innocence, desperation, and my growing arousal at the thought of corrupting them both.
Michael shot me a quick sideways look, clearly wondering what I was going to do next.
I wanted to bend the mother over and fuck her while her daughter watched, then make the daughter ride me while her mom held her hand. The contrast between the experienced, loyal wife and her freshly turned 18-year-old innocent daughter only made the urge stronger.
"Dude, seduce the MILF," Michael leaned in close and whispered in my ear, making it look like we were discussing protocol. "There's no way she doesn't want cock. Just look at her body, damn."
