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Poor Harvey may have made the best bad decision ever.

I gathered myself up and decided I probably should go downstairs before I was caught.

"Oh, hi Mom, we didn't hear you come in, what's for dinner?" Sarah asked as her boyfriend and she came down the stairs a short time later. I was behind the counter, saut__ing some vegetables for stir fry.

"Stir fry chicken, how was school?"

"Good, pretty boring. We rented a movie if you want to watch it with us."

"Sure, what'd ya rent?"

"Bullit. I've never heard of it, but Steve said it's a classic."

"It sure is, but when your father took me to see it I fell asleep in the theatre."

"Then it'll be new to two of us!"

"Alrightey then. Dinner's ready, come dip it up. I'm gonna go eat in my room."

I left them to fend for themselves and took my plate up to my room and ate by myself, and looked at the corner of my bed where Steve fucked my little girl's face; the carpet was still wet from her shower. I turned myself back on thinking of them, and this time I ached and throbbed even more, it hurt a little bit I needed it so bad.

The lights were off as I came down the stairs, and I heard my daughter's voice asking Steve if he was ready to put in the movie. He replied to the affirm, so she reached into the entertainment center to the mess of dvd's she'd placed it on earlier. I sat down to Steve's right, she placed the disc in the tray and came to the couch on the other side of him. I still couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to wrap my lips around his cock, couldn't get the image of my daughter's body out of my head either. It mirrors mine, although she doesn't have to work out nearly as much due to her metabolism. I've even had to get my breasts augmented; they're nearly as perky as hers now.

I expected to see the opening credits, some Steve McQueen and such, but instead...

I was mortified! There I was on the television, on the couch we're sitting on, getting fucked from behind by my ex-husband while sucking one of his poker buddies!

We sat in silence, my daughter and I completely stunned while my ex pushed the back of my head to get his friend's entire dick in my mouth. Her boyfriend shifted uncomfortably, I could see the outline of his cock in his shorts getting more defined. I was too afraid to move, just watching, and remembering how good it felt; how dirty I felt, to be treated like a slut-wife for the first and only time. As I glanced at the screen and watched her boyfriend's cock grow next to me, I could feel my thong become sopping wet. I wanted to get up and turn it off then die. I wanted to throw something through the television set, run upstairs, and never see my daughter or her boyfriend ever again. As the embarrassment and wetness grew, I noticed my hand moved over and into Steve's shorts, I gripped the head of his cock, throbbing in my hand, and began to slide my hand downwards. He gasped and moaned softly, but then I felt another hand as small as my own, and looked towards my daughter who I could see had her hand down his pants as well, she was staring intently at the side of his face, watching him come close to climaxing. It was too much for me, the light from the television set reflecting off their faces, the sounds of me coming in the background, Steve's soft moans growing louder, I removed my hand quickly, got up, and escaped to my room.

When I got here I turned out the lights, took off my clothes, and immediately started caressing my own shaved mound under the covers. I teased myself, and hoped I'd get tired and fall asleep, but I knew that wouldn't happen. I could hear them downstairs, my daughter moaning loudly, almost to make sure I could hear it. I was sure I heard him say "I'm gonna..." but then he was cut off by my daughter's soft voice, "I think it's time for bed now."

I heard the steps creaking as they walked up, my pussy grew hotter and wetter, I fit four fingers inside as they came closer to my bedroom door.

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