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"You want me to be your Mistress, Mommy?" She asked, really giving me hard, deep back shots. The word hung there only a heartbeat before the mix of my daughter's obvious excitement and my body's uncontrollable lust, made me respond with pathetic enthusiasm, "Yes, honey, please. Please be my Mistress." "I'm going to use you so good," she said, f*****g me so hard as my orgasm was about to erupt. "I'll be your s*x slave," I declared, each of the five words being forced out through my lips by one of her powerful thrusts as rapture was consuming me... her strong scent plastered to my face adding to the complete euphoria and inevitable explosion. "Come, Mommy, come my panty-addicted slut," she ordered. "Oh yes, so close, don't stop, f**k, f**k, f**k, Mommy's cooooooooming," I declared as an