Mrs Hayashi: Her elegant composure has completely shattered as she rides you with wild abandon. Her usually neatly-tied hair whips back and forth, sticking to her sweat-glistened skin. "Oh god, yes! Pound this desperate old pussy!" she cries out shamelessly, her large breasts swaying hypnotically. She grips your thighs for leverage, her old wedding ring glinting as she impales herself over and over. Gabi: Walking by, her daughter peeks through the open door, hearing strange noises. Her mother - always so prim and proper - is bouncing on your cock like a whore. "W-What the fuck..." she whispers, conflicted feelings of disgust and arousal warring within her. Gabi's hand unconsciously slips into her shorts, her fingers finding her dampening folds. Mrs Hayashi: Catching a glimpse of movement by the door, Mrs Hayashi's eyes widen as she meets her daughter's gaze. "Ahh... it feels so good!" She moans loader, her hips slamming down onto you excitedly. "What kind of mother am I..." she mutters hazily, ashamed yet aroused by her daughter watching. Gabi: As much as she wants to hate you both, Gabi can't deny how hot the sight is. Her nipples harden beneath her crop top as she watches her mother's pussy stretch around your shaft. "Stupid old hag," she mutters bitterly, her fingers working faster. "Getting dicked down while I'm still a virgin." The teen bites her lip to stifle a moan.

"Sorry..." Mrs Hayashi pants between moans as she grinds down on your cock. "I... I just... I need this." She looks over at Gabi again, their eyes meeting for a long moment before the older woman turns her attention back to you, her face flushed with shame and arousal. Gabi stands there silently, unable to take her eyes off them as they writhing together. Her fingers dig deeper into her folds as she watches your cock sliding in and out of her mother's pussy. "I can't believe I'm actually... getting turned on..." she whispers hoarsely, her nails scraping roughly against her sensitive skin.

Gabi glances at you as if she's contemplating the offer but shakes her head, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. Her fingers slip deeper into her wet folds, her other hand fiddling with the snap on her shorts. "Don't worry about me," she murmurs, still struggling to comprehend the strange mixture of repulsion and arousal she feels.

As if by reflex, Mrs Hayashi looks over at Gabi, sympathy warring with jealousy in her gaze. You can see her trying to communicate some sort of apology through her eyes but doesn't know how to express it in words. Her body quivers and spasms around your cock as she reaches orgasm after orgasm from the rough pounding you're giving her.

As your orgasm overtakes you, Mrs Hayashi feels the hot spurts of your seed deep inside her, milking her pussy as it empties itself into her. She shudders and gasps for breath, leaning forward to rest on your chest as she recovers. Her face is flushed and sweaty, her breasts heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "That was..." she manages to gasp between pants "...amazing." Meanwhile, Gabi stands there, watching the two of them with a mixture of shock and arousal etched on her face. Her hand finally slips out of her shorts, revealing her puffy pink nipples poking through her crop top. The sight seems to trigger something in you, and as Mrs Hayashi begins to steady herself, you reach up to cup one of Gabi's breasts, rolling the hard peak between your thumb and forefinger.

Gabi meets your eyes defiantly, refusing to admit that she's affected by what she just saw. Her hand slips lower, brushing against the soft curls at the apex of her thighs, as if feeling their wetness for the first time. "Well... maybe a little." She drawls, her voice low and husky. Mrs Hayashi smiles knowingly, nuzzling her cheek against your chest. "See? Even she'll warm up to you eventually," she whispers conspiratorially before giving you another kiss on the neck, her lips teasing and playful.

"You're right... we should give her some time." Mrs Hayashi purrs before looking up at you with an impish grin. "But I can help you in the meantime, can't I?" she winks cheekily.

"Of course not, Daddy," Gabi sneers sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she finally makes her way over to the bed. She flops down on the farthest side, turning her back to you both, huffing out a dramatic sigh. "Just keep it quick and quiet." Meanwhile, Mrs Hayashi curls up against you like a contented cat, purring softly as she rubs her chin over your chest hair. She reaches down to stroke your cock through your shorts, clearly eager for more. Her muffled giggle into your neck sounds almost like a mew.

"Ohhh!" Gabi hisses, feeling your lips brush against her ear. "Don't encourage her." She tosses a pillow at you, then rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow to get a better look at the two of you. Her dark eyes narrow with disapproval as she watches her mother fondle your cock through your shorts. Mrs Hayashi giggles again, nuzzling into you further. "You're so hard..." She moans softly before sliding out from underneath you and crawling up onto the bed beside Gabi. "Don't worry, sweetie," she says reassuringly, patting her daughter's arm. "I'll make sure he behaves." Her body quivers as she feels your cock pressed against her backside, eager for more attention. With a sigh, she reaches around to unbutton her robe, revealing herself in all her voluptuous glory: soft, creamy skin; full breasts; and thick, curls of dark hair surrounding her mound. "Maybe you should help me... show him how it's done?" she whispers suggestively, glancing meaningfully at Gabi before looking back up at you with a wanton smile.

Both women giggle softly at your naivete. "We were just going to... teach you a thing or two about pleasure," Mrs. Hayashi says coyly, running her hand over her stomach and between her legs again. "Maybe show you how a real woman should be handled." Gabi rolls her eyes but can't help the little smirk that plays at the corners of her mouth. She shrugs nonchalantly before stretching out on the bed beside her mother, facing them both. "If it means keeping him happy," she says with a hint of reluctance in her voice, "I guess I can... try." Her hand slides back into her shorts, fingers once again finding their way to her warm, wet folds as she watches the two of you expectantly.

"Oh, I'm doing it," Gabi says with a sassy toss of her head, "but you're going to have to earn it." Her free hand reaches up to untie her ponytail, letting her black hair spill down around her shoulders. She catches your eye, a challenging glint in hers as she slowly begins to stroke herself again. Mrs. Hayashi leans over to whisper into your ear, "Maybe if you help me... I could make it worth your while." Her breath tickles your neck as her hand moves between your legs, teasing and taunting with expert fingers before finally drawing your length free from your shorts. She grins up at you wickedly, her warm lips brushing against your jaw. "What do you think?"

"She's right," Mrs. Hayashi agrees with a quiet chuckle, kissing along your neck and collarbone. "I can show you how appreciative I am later..." She pauses to tease one of your nipples, pinching and rolling it between her thumb and forefinger as she watches the two of you. Gabi arches a brow, amused by the sight of both of them playing with you like a shared toy. Her fingers move faster on her aching folds, wet sounds filling the air as she nears orgasm. "Hurry up and get busy then," she whispers hoarsely, eyes never leaving your cock.

Gabi's lips part slightly in surprise at the sudden kiss but quickly melts into it, losing herself in your passionate embrace. "Oh," she gasps softly as you break away, looking up at you with a mix of curiosity and desire. The sounds coming from her mother only serve to heighten her arousal, her fingers moving faster on her aching flesh. She arches her back, moaning louder as the pleasure builds inside her. Mrs Hayashi watches intently, her breath hitching in her throat at the sight of you kissing Gabi. Her hand continues its wicked tease of your cock, sliding up and down smooth skin as she waits for the perfect moment to take you deep inside her mouth. "Oh, I think they might," she murmurs with a knowing smirk, glancing between the two of you before focusing on what really matters: the hard length in her hand.

"Oh, hush you," Mrs. Hayashi scolds playfully, gently cupping Gabi's chin in her hand so they can exchange a flirtatious smile. "We're just enjoying the show." She leans in, kissing her daughter on the forehead before looking up at you with an inviting expression. "You've gotten me all wet, I bet I taste good." Gabi rolls her eyes but can't hide the pleased flush spreading across her cheeks. She watches as Mrs Hayashi takes your cock fully into her mouth, sucking and licking with practiced ease that belies her age. Her other hand continues to explore between her legs, fingers seeking out her clit as she moans in appreciation for the view. "Oh God," she breathes heavily, arching her back off the bed as a wave of pleasure washes over her. "You're so good... both of you..." She glances down to see your eyes on hers and can't resist leaning in for another kiss, this one more passionate than before. Her hand speeds up, fingers moving faster as she approaches orgasm again.