It sounded as if a surreal, but silent, sonic boom had ripped through the upstairs hallway of the beachhouse as the triangle of souls stared anxiously at each other.
Feeling like a cold fist had punched her in the stomach, Tina was finally able to put two and two together as she matched the all-knowing smile on Tony Caldwell's animated face to the dishevled state her Mother was currently in.
Her greasy, cum covered chin heaving up and down silently, Tina found that her tongue was still too paralysed to work as the chilling reality of what had happened between Roxanne and Tony sunk in.
Staring aimlessly at the older Caldwell laying on the bed, Tina cringed and fought desperatly to swallow the taste of Malik's seminal residue from her mouth as the image of Tony stroking his glistening black prick back to hardness filled her senses.
"Damn... Mom....how...could...you?" Tina harrowed eyes questioned as she shifted her gaze back to her Roxanne, only to be left colder by the bleak, defenseless expession on her Mother's gaunt face.
"I....couldn't say...no," Roxanne whispered with honest weakness to her Daughter.
"...And from the looks of things Tina....you couldn't either," Roxanne seemed to silently add with a pained nod.
Mother and Daughter stared face to face for several moments, locked in a world of silent wavering between denial and acceptance as Tony Caldwell continued to look on from his bedroom, massaging his manhood back to its full endowment.
By the time Tony had got his penis complelty aroused again, he could tell from the two womens' strained and glazed expression that a momentus decision had been made, with barely a word being spoken between them.
Gently tracing his fingers up and down the underside of his now rigid and pulsing cock, Tony watched in awe as Roxanne reached out for her Daughter, taking Tina gently by the arm and carefully turning the 18 year old's trembling frame towards the entrance of the elder Caldwell's bedroom.
Both womens' heads were bowed in shame, each knowing their bodies and their untapped lust had betrayed everything moral and right they had ever adhered to.
As if Roxanne and Tina's actions were playing out in slow motion in front of him, Tony watched as Roxanne reassuringly patted her youngest Daughter on the back in an attempt to quell a series of hiccupping sobs before guiding Tina across the threshold of his bedroom and into his proverbial waiting arms.
Once Tina was safely inside the door, Roxanne bowed her head once again and turned it to the side before taking two steps back. She could still feel her loins burning madly from the fucking she had received minutes earlier and now Roxanne filled with an eerie and undefinable sense of admiration knowing her Daughter was about to experience the same.
Closing the door behind Tina with a gentle tug, Roxanne went numb when the darkness of the hallway once again enveloped her.
"What have I just done?" she mumbled helplessly. "And what do I do...now?"
Roxanne's first instinct in answering the second question was the waiting presense of her opened bedroom door, at the far end of the hall.
"How in the Hell are you going to go in there...lay down and try to go to sleep after what just happened," she internally moaned before rejecting that idea.
"You can go back into the bathroom and cry some more," a second voice offered.
"...Or...,"
Roxanne's head turned to her right and she gazed over to the flight of stairs that led down to the first floor of the beachhouse.
"You know what's down there Roxanne..its why Tina came upstairs in the condition she was in," Roxanne rationally understood as she stared at the drop of the stairway as if it were the mouth of a dark and hungry monster waiting to injest her. "Once you take that first step down.....you know there isn't any turning back."
In her darkened surroundings, Roxanne couldn't get the awful image of Tina's cum stained face, when they met moments earlier in the bathroom, out of her mind. "I never thought... she'd...do something like that..I never thought she would be capable....."
"You never thought you would either," Roxanne disgustedly admitted as she slowly descended the steps.
Roxanne's back throbbed and her knees ached mightily with each downward step she took until she could finally see Malik's dozing frame laying on the sofa, in the same position with his left foot resting on the coffee table, as when Tina darted away from him minutes earlier.
Reaching the last step before the landing, Roxanne felt a squirming mixture of scalding heat and freezing cold grip her spine as she stood to the right of the hulking boy.
"Don't wake him up Roxanne..don't even breathe ...just turn around..go back upstairs and go to bed," she soberly begged, sounding exactly the same as Tina had earlier before she too gave into her most carnal of temptations.
"Oh God..don't look Roxanne..his fly is still open..and his hand...his hand is right there on top of his crotch," Roxanne moaned as she embarrassingly fixated on the very thing that had brought her downstairs in the first place.
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Tony pushed his hands into the mattress below as he slid his back up the length of the bed, sitting up expectantly as Roxanne closed her Daughter up in the bedroom with him.
"Damn," Tony whispered to himself as he filled with an overwhelming sense of dumb luck.
"I've had what...5 or 6 steady fucks since the divorce and a couple of one night deals sprinkled in between...and most of those were so damn dull I can barely even remember names..and now here I am at this beachhouse... on a male bonding trip with my Son and what the fuck happens..I'm getting ready to fuck a woman and her Daughter on the same Goddamn night..definatly some crazy crazy shit!" Tony thought wonderously to himself.
Smiling reassuredly at Tina as she cowered in front of the closed bedroom door, Tony leaned forward on the bed and told the petite girl to come to him.
