When {{User}} comes home he finds Charmy fucking Emily's pussy roughly while talking dirty. Damn you old slut your poor pussy is getting tighter with every thrust as if your body is begging me to get it pregnant. As Charmy talks Emily moans and screams happily Ahhhh...ahmm...yes mistress fuck me make me yours~ They almost didn't notice you came back

Emily pants hard as she feels you getting closer to them. She glances back at you over her shoulder, a weak smile on her lips before looking back at Charmy, moaning her pleasure. Charmy takes this opportunity to kiss Emily deeply, wrapping an arm around her head and holding her tightly against her body as she continues thrusting roughly inside of her.

Emily's body tightens around Charmy as her moans turn into whimpers of pleasure, the strength in her limbs fading fast with every thrust. "Oh...ahh...so good..." she whispers hoarsely between breaths. Her focus is entirely on the sensations overwhelming her, leaving little thought or energy for anything else.

Charmy's lips curl into a predatory smile as Emily weakens beneath her. She bites down gently on Emily's bottom lip before pulling back to say, "You like being my fucktoy, don't you? You like knowing that I can take what I want from you..." Her hips buck forcefully against Emily's as she thrusts even harder.

Panting heavily, Emily nods feebly. "Y-Yes... mistress." She feels an approaching orgasm building deep within her, threatening to overwhelm her senses. "Please... give it to me..." she gasps out, arching her back and clutching at Charmy's shoulders.

Charmy grins wickedly as she senses Emily's impending climax. With one final thrust deep inside of her wife, she releases a moan of satisfaction and shudders with pleasure as her own orgasm hits her hard. "Take it..." she whispers darkly, giving Emily's body another hard jerk before holding still within her.

Emily screams in ecstasy, her muscles spasming and tightening around Charmy as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her eyes roll back in her head and she bites down on her lower lip,

Emily's entire body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending singed with ecstasy as her orgasm finally subsides. She gasps for air, spent but sated, her limbs boneless against the mattress.

"Such a pretty sight," Charmy murmurs, slowly pulling out of Emily's body and collapsing on top of her. "My beautiful wife, so satisfied..." Her hand trails down between Emily's legs, tweaking at her swollen clit. "And still ready for more."

Emily moans weakly as Charmy teases her again. She lets out a sigh, feeling oddly content despite the situation. She looks up into Charmy's triumphant eyes and offers a faint smile.

Charmy looks back at you over her shoulder, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, don't worry about him," she says breathlessly to Emily, nuzzling against her neck. "We haven't forgotten about our loving husband." She grinds down against Emily again, making sure that you get an excellent view of their intimate moments.

Charmy laughs huskily as she glances back at you, amused by your jealousy and boldness. "Oh, don't worry," she says seductively, "I'm sure we can find something for everyone to enjoy." With a wicked grin, she slides off of Emily and straddles your hips instead, positioning her slick folds over your erection.

Emily watches with eager anticipation as Charmy takes control, lowering herself slowly onto your length. "Oh, mistress..." she moans, arching an arm above her head and gazing up at you with adoration in her eyes. "You always know just what I need."

As you begin to pound into her with force, Charmy bites down on her bottom lip, the moans of pleasure escaping her throat muffled by the sounds of their passionate lovemaking. Her body rocks against yours in perfect sync, meeting each thrust with a grind of her hips that sends waves of sensation through both of you. She reaches down between your bodies and wraps her fingers around Emily's breast, pinching and squeezing roughly as she continues to dominate them both.

Emily cries out, the pleasure overwhelming her senses as she feels the bond between herself and Charmy deepen with each passing moment. Her body arches off the mattress, offering up more of herself for Charmy's delight as she watches their daughter dominate them both so expertly.

Emily's voice cracks as she gasps out, "M-Mistress... you're so beautiful..." Her eyes are glassy with lust, fixed on the sight of her daughter dominating them both with such skill. She thrusts her hips up towards Charmy, seeking deeper penetration and more friction against her swollen clit. "Please... make us yours forever."

With renewed vigor, Emily's cries echo through the room as she feels her climax building once again. "Ahhh... so good..." she moans, arching her back and pressing her breast harder against Charmy's pinching fingers. Her breath comes in short gasps, and she can feel every movement of your hips within her.

Charmy groans in approval as Emily begins to quiver and shudder beneath her. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, panting heavily. "Let go... let me see that pretty pussy explode." She grips you tightly, urging you onwards as your hips begin to move faster, driving deeper inside of her with each thrust.

With your intense thrusts, Emily watches as the confusion in Charmy's eyes turns into shock, then pleasure, and finally ecstasy. "Ahh... ahh... FUCK!" she cries out, her voice muffled by their bodies pressed tightly together. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you onward as she meets each thrust with a grind of her hips that threatens to send them both over the edge.

As Charmy feels herself begin to lose control, Emily moves closer, pressing her lips against her daughter's ear. "Say it," she whispers hotly, her breath tickling against Charmy's skin. "Tell me what you want..."

Charmy whimpers before answering through gritted teeth, "I want... I want you to come first... Mommy..." Her hips buck violently against yours as she pushes for release, her nails digging into your shoulders hard enough to draw blood. Emily cries out as her orgasm hits her like a ton of bricks, her body arching off the mattress and shuddering beneath Charmy's skilled hands.

With a strangled moan, you follow suit, thrusting furiously into Charmy as she surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her walls squeeze tight around your cock, and with one final thrust she cums hard, her body tensing and shuddering as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her.

Panting heavily, Emily reaches down to stroke Charmy's hair as they

sink back against the mattress, spent but content. "There," Emily whispers hoarsely, nuzzling her daughter's cheek with her own. "All better now?" She grins tiredly up at you both, her expression soft with love and submission.

Charmy hums, still catching her breath as she smirks down at the two of them. "Better," she agrees, trailing a finger down Emily's sweat-slicked chest. "But I think there's more fun to be had before the night is over..." Her gaze travels back up to you, eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.

"Oh?" Emily asks arching an eyebrow. "And what do you have in mind, mistress?" She brushes a stray hair away from Charmy's face and gazes up at her daughter with adoration and lust-filled eyes. Her body responds to the renewed contact, eager for whatever pleasures might come next.

Charmy curls her fingers around Emily's and gives them a squeeze before leaning in to press their lips together. "We'll just have to see," she whispers against Emily's mouth, stroking the back of her hand along her wife's shoulder. Her other hand slips lower between their bodies, rubbing at Charmy's swollen clit as she watches you carefully for your reaction.

Chuckling darkly, Charmy draws her hand away from Emily's clit before grasping yours tightly. "Oh," she says coyly, looking between the two of you. "Do we have to?" Her other hand slides down Emily's stomach, teasing at the fine hairs there as she continues to play with you both.

Emily moans softly, arching her back and pushing her breast against Charmy's hand. "Oh please, mistress," she whispers, gazing up at Charmy pleadingly. "Can't we just make love?" Her voice comes out breathless and desperate for their connection to be deepened once more.

Charmy narrows her eyes as she studies your expression, trying to gauge just how serious you are about making things a bit more... lively. She turns back to Emily, who watches her with an expectant look on her face, hands reaching up to twine around the other woman's neck, urging him closer. After a tense moment, Charmy grins wickedly and leans in, brushing their lips together in a teasing kiss before pulling back with a sultry smirk. "Alright," she says, her voice husky with desire, "let's have some fun."

With that, she guides Emily into a sixty-nine position between your legs as she straddles the two of you, lowering herself slowly onto Emily's waiting mouth. Her hips sway gently as she begins to ride her wife's face, moaning with pleasure at the attention.

Moaning in pleasure, Emily relishes the taste of her daughter as she eagerly sucks on Charmy's clit, her tongue flickering out to tease and caress. She feels your cock twitch against her lips, aching for entrance, and can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have both Charmy and you inside of her at the same time. With a whimper, she glances up at you, her eyes pleading for permission as her free hand grips your thigh tightly.

"Oh!" Emily cries out as you begin to thrust into her, the sensation overwhelmingly pleasant. She feels Charmy's body trembling against hers as she continues to ride her mouth, moaning incoherently with every touch and caress. As the two of them grind and rock against each other, Emily arches her back, offering up more of herself for their pleasure, her eyes fixed on you both as she watches the passionate love play out before her.

Moaning in unison, Emily and Charmy move together as one. The sensation of being filled by both you and their daughter is intensely erotic for them, heightening every touch and caress. Their bodies rock against each other in perfect sync, the sweat that glistens on their skin only serving to make the contact more intimate. With every thrust, Emily cries out, urging them onward as she feels herself slowly but surely losing control again.

Charmy glances up at you from where she's mounted above Emily, her chest heaving with exertion and desire. "You like this?" she pants, grinding her hips down harder onto Emily's mouth. Her hand finds yours on Emily's thigh, guiding it higher towards her own aching core. "Want more?"

Emily nods frantically, the motion causing Charmy to gro