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Massage Tool Mishap: Beach House Adventure

... fingers, making me even hornier than I already was.

"Cum with me," I wailed as an overpowering orgasm wracked my body.

Gail frantically rubbed her clit with her pussy-juice covered fingers. Her glistening body glowed as her face contorted.

"Mel!" Gail groaned as her orgasm shot through her.

Shocked, Mel looked at the door and saw her mother. She looked back and forth between her mother and me. At that moment, it dawned on her that I had started roleplaying to help her mother get off.

"I can explain," Gail started to say.

Mel and I watched as Gail clumsily pulled her shorts back up and made herself look as presentable as possible. She was clearly overwhelmed with guilt yet made no effort to leave.

"Mom, how long have you been watching?" Mel asked.

"I..." Gail started before tears began flowing down her cheeks.

Mel and I leaped off the bed and embraced her. Gail was shaking as she cried uncontrollably in our arms. She was inconsolable.

"Mom, it is okay. You did nothing wrong," Mel repeatedly said, but it didn't help.

Uncertain of what else we could do, I texted my mother, Rachel, and asked her to rush over here.

"Please come to Mel's right away. Don't worry about knocking. Just come upstairs," my message read.

Minutes later, we heard the door burst open.

"Where are you? Amy?" Mom shouted from downstairs.

"We are up here," I yelled back.

"Rachel, come quickly," Mel added.

Mom frantically rushed up to us. There was a look of ...

... terror on her face as she made her way up the stairs. It was clear she was worried something happened to me.

"Don't worry, I am okay, but Gail here is not," I told her.

Mel and I did our best to explain what had happened to Mom. The more we talked, the wider the grin on Mom's face. While she was concerned about Gail, the fact that Gail was turned on by her daughter and I fucking had Mom very excited.

"Let me talk to her. Go back into Mel's room," Mom instructed.

We listened to Mom and scampered off into Mel's room. We kept the door open enough to hear what was being said.

"Gail, look at me," Mom said

Mom grabbed Gail's head and forced her to look her in the eyes. That simple moment of human connection helped ground Gail in the moment.

"Now, breathe with me. A deep breath in. Good. Now, slowly release it. Perfect. Again. Deep breath in and now slowly out," Mom said.

Mom interlaced her fingers with Gail's, holding hands as they breathed together. Slowly, Gail relaxed enough to talk.

"I am so sorry the girls made you rush over here," Gail started.

"There is nothing to apologize about. Mel and Amy were just worried. What just happened between the three of you was a lot," Mom responded.

"You must think I am sick, watching our daughters have sex. It is so fucking depraved," Gail said, her voice cracking as she spoke.

"Gail, I get it. Both our daughters are beautiful, sexy, really. There is nothing wrong with being turned on by them. Plus, it sounds ...