Dare, dare.

''I'm a lot hotter than mother,
Aren't I?''
Said the spunky twenty-two
Years old
As I was nibbling on a
Nicely erected nipple.
''Yes dear, you are''
I said, not wanting to upset
This lovely treasure.
Her mother is a hot one
Double her age and,
As they say, a few extra pounds
Which is great on tits
Which are sagging oh, just a bit.
Younger, hotter
But it does not reach
The level of experience
Of gorgeous mother
Who now has no restraints
No limits.
Even had a threesome
With her and  an internet find
A ''friend'' of mine.
So now, who knows,
Will I dare bring up the subject
Of a possible threesome
With mother and daughter
Or will that bring the claws out
And will I be out the door?