59 Emily and her mother 6

Emily came inside the room not thinking about what was transpiring in it.

"Mom, do you need to yell so loud in the morni----" Emily walked inside saying this, as she had yet to finish her sentence she saw both me and her mother looking at her with surprise.

I was still inside Margaret and we were both fully nude on the bed on top of each other. Emily immediately went silent in shock as she just stared at both of us.

"Emily perhaps it's best if you leave the room for a bit," I said to her in an awkward tone.

Margaret herself couldn't say anything as she was just as shocked as Emily was. Both mother and daughter were looking at each other. None of them saying anything.

Naturally, this wasn't really good for me as well, as I had just deflowered Emily last night, but the morning she woke up she saw me inside her mother.

Hopefully, she would understand as this is what I needed to do to help her mother. But still knowing it would happen and seeing it happen with your own two eyes is quite a bit different.

When I thought she would just keep on standing over there for the entire day she finally turned around and walked out the room, not having said a single word.

"Well, that was awkward," I said to the still shocked Margaret.

I pulled my now already soft dick outside of Margaret, but I didn't forget to plug her up yet again. Margaret let out a small moan as the dildo was pushed inside her yet again.

"What do we do now?"

"There's nothing we really can do. I understand it might be very weird, but Emily has to accept the fact, this is the only way to help you." I replied to Margaret while lying down next to her.

"But still, it pains me to see her like that."

"It doesn't feel good for me as well. I'll talk to her later and make it up to her."

"You really are a good guy aren't you?"

"I try to be at least."

Margaret looked me straight in the eyes and said: "Please take good care of my daughter will you?"

"You don't need to worry about that, I'll make her as happy as I am able to."

"Thank you"

"Same goes for you though."

"Haha alright you little pervert, don't need to waste trouble to flirt with me. I'm already starting to get old, you don't need to waste your breath on me."

"Why do you keep selling yourself short? I regard you as a beautiful woman why don't you?"

Margaret widened her eyes at hearing my reply.

"You- you really think I'm still beautiful?"

"Of course why would I lie to you. Let me tell it to you this way. Do you think that I would have sex with you if I didn't think you would be beautiful?"

"But aren't you doing that for Emily?"

"Yes, maybe at first I wanted to make Emily happy by healing you. But after I saw you and heard about your circumstances, I wanted to do it for you as well."

When I ended I could see some small tears appear in Margaret's eyes. But they weren't of sadness, I could sense that she was happy.

Then something happened I didn't expect to happen, at least not for now. Margaret planted her juicy lips on top of mine and gave a nice quick kiss. No tongue was used, but that didn't matter at all. She kissed me of her own accord. This was already good enough for me.

While Margaret pulled back, a tint of redness started to spread on her face yet again. "Consider this a thank you for saying that I am beautiful."

I replied with a cheeky smile "Well if you always kiss me after I say you're beautiful, I would say it much more often."

"haha don't start thinking something is happening between us, this was a one-time thank you," Margaret said chuckling softly.

I could already see that the shock of exposing herself while having sex, to her daughter was already gone. Instead, it was replaced by a feeling of bliss.

"Well then, how about we do it one more time before I leave, it'll get you the best effects."

"All right"

But just I was getting in position again. The door blasted open before Emily came inside. Both Margaret and I immediately looked toward her with questioning gazes.

"What is it, Emily?" I asked her

"For it to work you need to release your semen inside mother right?"

"Yes, that's true," I replied to her still not knowing what was going on.

"Then I don't want you to have sex with mother anymore!"

I was just as surprised as Margaret was and I definitely didn't know what this girl was thinking.

"You don't want me to heal your mother?"

"No-no I still want you to heal her, but just not by having sex."

"But the only way that works is by having sex."

"You just said you only need to release your semen inside her, so why don't you have sex with me and before you release, pull out and put it in mother."

I thought I was surprised before but hearing this stupefied me. It wasn't that the idea wouldn't work it was just really weird. Well for them, I would find it amazing. Fucking the daughter before cumming inside the mother. Wasn't that living the dream. But well I didn't guess Emily to come up with this and apparently be okay with it.

Margaret was just as stunned as I was. She really didn't expect her daughter to come up with something like this.

"Are you serious?" I asked Emily.

"Yes, I understand that to heal mother you need to do this, but I still couldn't accept it seeing you just now, so I rather do it like this. And well last night felt quite good, so experiencing that again wouldn't be that bad."

Haha, wasn't she acknowledging that she liked having sex right now? Only doing it once and she already started to like it. Not that I have a problem with that, I gladly would fuck her some more.

But seeing that she was already getting a bit jealous seeing me having sex with her mother, which I was even doing for medicinal reasons was a bit problematic. What would happen if I told her that she would need to share me with quite a number of women? Which wouldn't stop growing for now. That will probably be a bit hard. I hope she accepts it like the other women, but seeing this I don't really think it will happen that smoothly.

"Well, I'm okay with it, if Margaret is okay with it."

Looking at Margaret who said: "Okay"

While she accepted it I could see a strange look in her face. But it wasn't a look of weirdness, as would be in the same bed as her daughter. No, it was more a look of loss, like she lost something she was starting to like.

Seeing her like this made me realized that Margaret was a woman who wanted to be loved as well, but her daughter had priority and making her daughter happy in spite of her was a trade she was willing to make.