At the wanton whore I had become for my daughter’s girl-dick. Her cream bled through, her flavor igniting my taste buds. “It’s okay to cum, Mommy. Spencer, here I come.”
Her words rippled over me. MILFs.”
“They’re married!” gasped my mother. How delicious my futa-daughter made me feel with her wicked sucking. MILFs.”
“They’re married!” gasped my mother. She shuddered, grinding against my face. I swallowed and backed out of the space. “God, Mom, you don’t even trim? Her hand slid up to my panties. There was a reason Sky hadn’t objected to leaving the church. The scent filled my nose. I breathed in and could smell my tangy passion. The depraved thrill of this moment surged through me. My legs collapsed, slid to the floor, feeling a splash of cum splatter my right butt-cheek and hip. The fabric rolled down my thighs while my daughter sucked at the inner slope of my right breast. Starting with Mrs. They jiggled from the impact. Her tongue darted into my mouth. I enjoyed every second of it. Mommy loves your dick fucking her asshole.”
“I know!” she groaned, her hands stroking me.
