Rachel began to shudder all through her voluptuous body as she surged to the peak.

She melted and her cunt-cum poured down the dildo in a creamy deluge.

She smiled happily, feeling content.

Then she leaned back on the top of the steamer trunk, breathing deeply in the aftermath of her climax. She had released the dildo, but it was still stuck up her cunt, gripped in her pussy by suction.

She wiggled her ass and watched the hilt of the rubber cock sway around, the harness swinging.

She was just about to drag it out of her cunt and put it back in its hiding place.

Then the trapdoor swung open.

Frostie, her curly-haired daughter, came up through the space and into the attic.

Rachel stifled a cry of alarm.

She realized that she was well back in the shadows at the far end of the room and that it wasn't likely that the girl would see her.

She sure hoped not.

It would be embarrassing as hell if her teenaged daughter caught Mom with a dildo stuck up her cunt!

Rachel was aware that the whole attic was permeated by the fragrance of steaming cunt, and she hoped that the teen wouldn't notice it.

Then she found out he wasn't innocent.

Chuck followed his sister through the trap door.

Both kids were grinning devilishly. As Rachel, becoming suspicious now, held her breath, her son gently lowered the trap door back into place. Then he stood on it, as if to make sure that no one could push it open from below.

The siblings stood face to face. "Boy, am I horny!" Chuck said. "Me, too," his sister sighed. "You hear Mom and Dad fucking this morning, Sis?" the handsome youth inquired.

"Yeah! Mom sure makes a lot of noise when she's getting prick, huh?"

Both kids giggled.

"It really turned me on," Frostie said. She tilted her head and peered into her brother's face. "Did you jack off, Chuck?"