The question

Mrs. Castillo stepped back, watching Jasmin's lips stretched around Jason's shaft as she took him in deep, her cheeks hollowed with each bob.

"That's it, baby," she coached, her voice dripping with approval. "Make him hard for me." Jasmin felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as she serviced him, her own arousal building once more.

As if on cue, Jason's cock grew thicker, his hips jutting forward to meet Jasmin's eager mouth. Mrs. Castillo's eyes glittered with a hunger that Jasmin had never seen before, a hunger that seemed to be directed at both of them. "Now, get on the bed," she said, her voice a command that left no room for argument.

Jasmin complied, her legs shaking as she laid back on the rumpled sheets. Mrs. Castillo positioned herself beside Jasmin, her own hand sliding down to her pussy, her fingers already coated with Jasmin's juices. She began to pleasure herself leisurely, her eyes locked on Jasmin's as she instructed, "Spread your legs.

Let him see how much you want him." Jasmin obeyed, feeling the cool air kiss her swollen pussy as she revealed herself. With a growl of desire, Jason stepped closer, his cock jutting towards Jasmin's entrance. "Now, let him fuck you," Mrs. Castillo ordered, her own hand moving faster between her legs.

Jasmin's body was a maelstrom of sensations, torn between the fear of what was happening and the undeniable arousal that pulsed through her.

As Jason slid into her, she couldn't help but moan around his cock, her mother's eyes never leaving hers.

The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, but Jasmin found herself giving in to the dark seduction that had enveloped them. The room was a cocoon of lust and transgression,

and Jasmin felt her inhibitions melt away, leaving only the raw, primal need to be filled and used by the two people she had never expected to share such a depraved act with. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a symphony of carnality that grew louder with every thrust.

Mrs. Castillo's eyes never left Jasmin's, the unspoken challenge in them making Jasmin's pussy clench around Jason's cock. She knew she was dancing on the edge of a precipice, but the view from here was intoxicating.

And as she felt the beginnings of another climax building, Jasmin knew she was ready to plunge into the abyss, ready to embrace the darkness that was calling her name.

Mrs. Castillo's hand slid down Jasmin's body, her fingers tracing the path of her daughter's spine as Jason's hips pistoned into her. Jasmin's moans grew louder, her eyes locked onto her mother's, filled with a mix of fear and lust.

Mrs. Castillo's own hand slipped between her thighs, her middle finger dipping into her wetness and circling her clit with expert precision.

The sight of her mother pleasuring herself while watching her be fucked sent Jasmin spiraling closer to the edge. "Look at me, Jasmin," Mrs. Castillo demanded, her voice a seductive purr, "Watch as I show you how much of a slut you really are.

" Jasmin's eyes widened, but she couldn't tear them away, the depraved scene before her too compelling to ignore. She felt her mother's finger enter her pussy alongside Jason's cock, the sensation overwhelming as they both filled her to the brim. The room was a whirlwind of sensations, the scent of sex thick in the air as they all moved in a rhythm that seemed to be dictated by some primal instinct.

Jasmin's walls tightened around them both, her orgasm building like a crescendo. As Mrs. Castillo's finger curled inside her, finding that secret spot that made Jasmin see stars, she couldn't help but arch her back, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room.

"That's it," her mother murmured, her voice thick with desire, "Come for me, baby. Show me how much you love it." Jasmin's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let go, her body shuddering with the force of her climax.

The room was a blur of flesh and pleasure, the line between reality and fantasy blurring into oblivion as the three of them succumbed to the dark desires that had been unleashed.

The night was far from over, and Jasmin could feel the beginnings of a transformation, a descent into a world of forbidden delights that would forever change the dynamics of their family.

But in that moment, all she could focus on was the all-consuming fire of pleasure that coursed through her veins, a fire that had been lit by the very woman who was supposed to be her moral compass. And as she felt Jason's cock throb inside her, she knew that she would never be the same.

Jasmin's body was a tapestry of sensation, her mother's finger still buried inside her, her walls pulsing around Jason's thick cock. The room was a cacophony of moans and sighs, the soundtrack to their illicit union.

Mrs. Castillo's hand withdrew from Jasmin's pussy, leaving her feeling empty and exposed.

But before Jasmin could even begin to process the sudden loss, her mother's hand was at her throat, squeezing gently, controlling her gasps for air.

"Now, let's see how much of a slut you really are," she murmured, her eyes dark with lust. Jasmin's heart raced, her pussy clenching around Jason's shaft as she felt her mother's other hand guide her head down, positioning her to take her lover's cock deep in her throat once more. She choked and gagged, her eyes watering, but she didn't fight it. Instead, she found herself craving the feeling of being used, of being the plaything for her mother's twisted desires. With each thrust, Jasmin could feel Mrs. Castillo's finger on her throat, the pressure increasing with every moan she tried to muffle.

The depravity of the situation only served to fuel Jasmin's arousal, and she could feel another orgasm building within her, a dark crescendo of pleasure that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Her mother's hand moved to her hair, pulling her back and forth in time with Jason's movements, turning her into a human sex toy for their twisted game.

Jasmin's eyes never left Mrs. Castillo's, the unspoken bond of sinfulness drawing them closer together even as it pushed them further from the light of morality. And as Jasmin's body was once again wracked with the intensity of her climax, she knew that she was irrevocably lost to the shadows, forever changed by the carnality that had been unleashed between them.

The three of them lay tangled in the damp sheets, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their shared release. Jasmin felt a mix of disbelief and satisfaction, her pussy still throbbing from the relentless pounding it had endured.

Mrs. Castillo's hand slid down to cup Jasmin's chin, guiding her gaze up to meet her mother's. "You've learned well," she murmured, a smug smile playing on her lips. Jasmin could only nod, her cheeks flushed with a combination of pleasure and embarrassment.

She felt Jason's cock slip out of her, the head still glistening with their combined juices. He stepped back, his eyes lingering on Jasmin's swollen, well-used cunt before he turned to her mother. "Your turn," he said, his voice gruff with lust.

Mrs. Castillo's eyes sparkled with excitement as she slithered down Jasmin's body, her tongue tracing a path down Jasmin's belly to her sensitive, swollen pussy. Jasmin couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny the heat that pooled in her core as her mother's tongue darted out to taste her. Mrs. Castillo's lips closed around Jasmin's clit, sucking and flicking with a skill that had Jasmin's toes curling and her body arching off the bed.

The sounds of her mother's eager slurping filled the room, mixing with Jasmin's gasps and moans as she was brought to the edge once again. "Fuck me," Mrs. Castillo ordered, her voice muffled against Jasmin's wetness, "I want to feel your cum fill me up while I taste my daughter's pussy.

" The words sent a jolt of excitement through Jasmin, and she couldn't resist the urge to obey. She reached for Jason's cock, now hard again, and guided him towards her mother's waiting entrance

. As he pushed into her, Jasmin watched in awe as her mother's eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her mouth never leaving Jasmin's pussy. The sight of her mother being fucked while pleasuring her was too much, and Jasmin felt another climax building, her body a taut bow ready to snap.

The room was a blur of limbs and moans, a symphony of depravity that seemed to go on forever. And as Jasmin felt her mother's tongue swirl around her clit and Jason's cock slammed into her mother's pussy, she knew that she had entered a realm from which there would be no return, a realm where the boundaries of love and lust had been irrevocably shattered.

In the aftermath of their passionate, forbidden union, Jasmin found the courage to ask the question that had been gnawing at her. "Mom," she panted, her voice trembling, "why did you do this? What if dad finds out?" Mrs. Castillo looked up from where she lay, her mouth still glistening with Jasmin's juices, and met her daughter's gaze with a mix of defiance and hunger. "Your father," she said, her voice low and sultry, "has his own secrets. Besides, this is between us now. Our little secret." Jasmin couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear at her mother's words, her mind racing with the potential consequences. But as she watched Mrs. Castillo straddle Jason once more, her pussy gripping him like a glove, all she could do was succumb to the erotic dance that had taken hold of them. The room was alive with the sounds of their lovemaking, a testament to the depths of their depravity. Jasmin knew that she could never tell anyone about this night, that it would be buried deep within her, a secret that would both haunt and arouse her for the rest of her days. But for now, all she could do was lie back and watch as her mother rode her lover's cock, her own hand slipping between her legs to rekindle the fire that still burned within her. The thought of their father discovering their transgressions was a dark shadow at the edge of their erotic playground, but in that moment, it was a shadow that paled in comparison to the blinding light of their shared passion.