Mother and daughter threesome

I had dated Ann-Marie years ago. She had been a real cutie. Petite, only just over 5 feet tall, blonde, and with big tits that that were firm and as beautiful as she was. And she loved showing them off. Always wearing low tops. And flashed them quite often. That’s why we split up actually. I was sick of being ribbed about it. Sick of my mates telling me they fantasised about her. I reckon most of them wanked off thinking of her.

She wasn’t even the best shag I ever got, so I wasn’t bothered about dumping her. I thought I would have no problem replacing her with another hottie. I was wrong.

Anyway, that was years ago. She had five kids now, from 3 or 4 different guys. The slag. Mind you. She was still very cute. She had moved back to her mothers with her youngest kid and started drinking in my local again. She always said hi if she seen me. Sometimes I said hi back. Sometimes I didn’t. I didn’t want my mates seeing me with a slag like her. And she knew it. I had seen her upset more than once if I blanked her when my mates were around. Well tough.