Arthur and Lily both turned, their eyes widening in surprise.
"Clara!" Arthur exclaimed in shock.
Lily, equally stunned, gasped, "Mom?"
At the sound of Lily's words, Arthur's gaze snapped to her in confusion. "What?"
Clara, with a knowing smile, responded, "Yes, she is my daughter."
Arthur's dick went limp in confusion, the realization hitting him hard.
Clara chuckled softly as she stepped closer, her tone both amused and matter-of-fact. "I told you I assigned the best maid to you. Who else could it be but my own daughter? I've trained her since childhood to take care of you."
She cast a glance at Lily, still sprawled across the bed above the mix puddle of pussy juices and semen, sweat-slicked and exhausted. "And it seems she has met my expectations," Clara said with a satisfied smile.
She sat beside Lily and brushed her fingers gently over Lily's swollen Labia.
