let's say this story is about a daughter(22) who has a fantasy about me(23) and her mom(48)

gather around and get your snack and bottle of milk laid down by the fire or sit on my lap while i tell you this story.

believe it or not it is true, No, I did not worship the devil. the title isn't exactly true, it's just that she likes imagining it.

well, where did it all start? we're ldr, ocean miles away from each other. So in order to feel connected we do seggs on call. And so there she mentions that she gets her body from her mom. So i got this bright idea because I was in heat at the moment and ask "does she have those big melons too" i know not a natural but for a moment like that can you really blame me?

I realize what i ask for I get scared, sweat pouring from my head, heart beats, beats faster than i shake my milk reserve container, i was nervous.

then she said "Do you wanna see?" I can hear the Angels trumpet while the demon crawls inside my head. It's wrong i know but for now, Forgive me Jesus and Marcus Aurelius for i have said yes and sin.

she said wait so i did, like a good dog waiting for a treat but the treat is her mom. A notification sound, Hands off my gun then i pick up my phone open the message request and there's her mom, fully clothed but i could see the resemblance of the body structure from hers. (her mom is a single mom btw)

One thing leads to another every time we do our did she likes the idea that me and her mom doing the did. I'd be a hypocrite if I say i didn't like it.

we agreed that it's only a fantasy and after we milk ourselves, the world is gone.

we're a healthy and happy 3 year relationship, it never felt that long cause we're happy, and we understand each other.

will there be a consequence? it's up to us to find out.