She slowly and quietly sank down to her knees, eager to play the voyeur.

Watching her husband beat his meat wasn't nearly as exciting as it would have been to see her son jacking off, of course, but it was a kick. And the thrill was made more intense by the fact that he was going to spill his cum-load into their young daughter's sexy lingerie.

Settling down to a pleasant peeping, Barbara cupped a fat tit in one hand and her cunt in the other and waited to watch all the juicy details.

Then Ginny stepped out from the, other closet.

Holy fuck! Barbara thought.

Ginny's caught Mike in the act! What on earth is she going to think? What will she say? How will he explain it?

She expected the girl to be dismayed, shocked, and scandalized – to cry in outrage, maybe even to faint.

But then she realized that Ginny was smiling and that the sexy girl was stark naked, her nipples staiiding out and her cunt foaming heavily, lathering the insides of her thighs.

Barbara blinked – then she grinned.

She wasn't at all sure what was going to happen in that bedroom – but whatever it was, she was sure as hell going to watch it in fascination.

Mike, his back to Ginny, hadn't yet realized that his daughter was approaching him.

Holding his cock in one hand, he brought the panties up to his face, sniffing and then licking. He sighed as he inhaled her lingering fragrance.

"Do you like the taste of my pussy, Daddy?" the girl said, her voice all husky with emotion.

Mike jumped as if electrocuted. Blushing furiously, he spun around to confront her. His cock came around like the turret gun of a battleship, aiming at Ginny. Then he realized what he had done and abruptly turned his back to her again.

"Errrr – I-I was just – ahhhhh…" He was searching for some possible explanation. But he could think of no reasonable excuse.