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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Wifes-out...)

“Come home to your master,” you text.

What’s taking so long? It seems like hours since you texted them. If they meant that they were going to stop and shop for sexy outfits, they sure are taking their time. Finally you hear the front door open and you head to the top of the stairs to see your girlfriend and her mother in long coats.

“What took you so long?”

“Sorry Ross, we wanted this to be super special,” Rachel replies. They share a look and then peel off their coats.

Rachel is wearing a choker with banding that runs down the middle of her chest, criss-crosses her back and belly and looped through her inner thigh to keep her crotch-less.

Her mother is wearing a sheer gown with high slits that leaves nothing to the imagination.

As you stand there almost in a stupor, they have sauntered up stairs and have pressed up on either side of you, one under each arm. Rachel starts kissing your neck as her mother reaches down to grab a handful of your aroused manhood.

“Mrs…” you start to say before she interrupts you with a finger to your lips.

“Call me mom.”

You all giggle with the rush of excitement. “What family drama can we get into?”