Voyeur Phone Sex-MILF Watches Daughter Become A Sub-Part 2

 

In part 2 of my voyeur phone sex blog, Mom decides to throw out all decorum and enjoy the view. However, she enjoys it…a little too much. Because when you go over the edge with voyeur phone sex, there is no coming back.

 

Brian smiled at my daughter as he spoke.

“Get on your fucking knees, whore, and use your mouth for what it’s meant for.”

She immediately dropped and fumbled for the button and zipper on his jeans. When she released both, I gasped. His cock was so big I was in awe. I doubted anyone could take that easily. She pulled the jeans over his hips and began working the head and shaft of Brian’s giant cock with her mouth.

He grabbed her ponytail and began to slowly fuck her mouth as she choked on it.

“Relax your throat and take Daddy’s cock like the needy whore you are.”

The language made me bristle, but it also made my head dizzy with desire.

My body responded, my nipples hardening at the sound of Brian’s voice. I couldn’t see my daughter anymore but instead saw myself in her place. The thought was too much for me and I reached down and pulled my pencil skirt up over my hips, my white lace panties soaking with every struggle and thrust my sweet daughter was taking in her small mouth.

Pulling my soaked panties to the side, I began to stroke my hard clit with every enthusiastic suck Hope was giving.

I need to cum so badly, but the shame of watching my own daughter be dominated by her boyfriend was preventing me from going over the edge. However, I could scarcely drag my eyes away as he fucked her face like it was just another warm wet hole for him to use.

Pondering what else he had made my daughter do, the anger of that thought clashed with my fingers seeking my own hole to fill. I grabbed and plunged my fingers inside my own cunt as I watched Brian take another swig of the beer bottle while his cock was being swallowed. Grasping firmly to the door frame was the only thing keeping my knees from buckling.

He pulled her face off his cock and motioned to her.

“Get off your knees whore. I want you to bend over and face away from me. Take those hands and spread those ass cheeks wide apart for me. I want you to present your holes as I showed you.”

Hope’s voice shook as she turned and bent over that perfect little round ass.

“Yes, Sir. I am yours to be used as you see fit.”

She spread her ass cheeks to present her cunt and ass to him as she had been told. Her face was a mess of hot streaks of mascara from choking on cock just moments before. I wanted to protect her, but the need to keep watching was too great. I was transfixed on the scene before me, and I felt my body start to climb its way to orgasm.

As Brian approached Hope’s perfect ass, I watched as he grabbed the ponytail and pulled her head up hard, her face lifted towards the ceiling.

“Do you like that, slut?”

At that moment, I froze.

Brian was staring straight at me through the crack in the door. Moreover, it wasn’t Hope he was asking.

He was asking me if I liked it. If I loved what I saw. I was the slut.

Finally, it was at that very point that my world came crashing around me, and I came hard on my fingers soaking the floor below me.

Certainly, he knew I was watching the entire time.

Moreover, everything in his eyes told me that he was planning on making me his.

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