Our bed room smelled like a whore house. Well keeping in mind that technically that's what it was. The smell sex was everywhere after we had finished that evening. For once I was the one who was awake having taken Kayleigh and Candy to bed with me.

Kayleigh had her pussy eaten by her mom as I fucked her moms ass. Candy was in the mood for being naughty and nasty and anal play always made her feel like that. After Cleaning up I watched as Kayleigh slid a vibrator up her moms ass and licked at her clit.

The two of them worked each other into a froth of arousal then fell asleep. Candy's arm wrapped around her daughter. Holding her lovingly.

"It's a strange sort of love." I thought. Seeing the mess they both were ,that I had taken part in making. Kayleigh stirred a bit and turned gently in her sleep as I ran my finger gently along Candy's hip.

Slowly I rolled off the bed, and walked out into the living room. The couch was a mess too. Having taken Kayleigh there after she played with our new friend Tanya. The scent of sex was everywhere. In the room, on me.

I had to wonder how much this all was changing me. A few months ago if you had said I would be in this situation lover to a mom and daughter pimp to the both, well I might have suggested you might need medical help.

Now though?

Yeah, it was immoral, illegal, nasty in the eyes of the outside world and likely hard to explain to an outsider. But here in the center of it all, everything was perfect. I had as much sex as any man could handle with more partners on the way at the family orgies.

Dare I call it love?

Candy was a whore as were her daughters, proud of their profession and skill, and rightfully so. And I was their manager. So where would this go? To an alter? Where I would have the dirty lady as my own? Or share her with her clients?

It was odd to me that I wasn't so much confused by it as trying to find ways to make it all work.

"Whatcha doing?" Kayleigh asked me as she came into the living room.

"Just thinking."

"What about?" She asked.

"Us. You, your mom and I."

Kayleigh came over and sat in my lap, still naked, still a mess, still so lovely. "What about us."

"Just thinking of the future. What we can do to make it good for us all."

Kayleigh leaned in and kissed me. "I love you."

"I love you too. And your Mom."

"We know. You're the first person we've known who didn't just treat us as objects, and now you want to make a better life for us." She turned around and sat with her back to me. Her hands balancing herself on my thighs. "So how are we going to have a better life?" She asked.

"Working it out, you need to study." I said with a raised eye brow. "Then we'll ship ya off to college for a while where you will become Kayleigh queen of the super genius's."

"And what about Mom?" Kayleigh asked as she settled her butt right on top of my currently soft cock.

"I think she has a good idea of opening a bar or a club. A good way to launder the money she has and she can retire and fuck who she wants." I said my hands circling her tummy.

"The guy we wanna fuck most is right here." Kayleigh said. "We service other people, but we love you."

"I know it dear." I said as my finger idly rubbed her tummy.

"Good I'll say it a million times if it helps." She said and leaned back on me.

I hugged her close. "So what do you want to be when you grow up?"

She giggled. "Maybe a psychologist like Tanya. You know study sex and such."

"What if it becomes like working at the chocolate shop? Too much of something might make it less fun."

"Not that I noticed." She said and wiggled on me. "I have mommy's body chemistry and god I need to fuck all the time."

"All I ask is if that changes I need to know. I never want to make you feel like you're forced to do anything you don't really want to do." I said.

"I know, and it's part of why we love you." She lifted herself up and off of me. "Now come to bed I need to wake up between you and mommy to feel like the day started off right."

She turned around and I patted her ass.

Now it was time to see what the next phase of this would be.

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