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Even when she would humor some young stud and let him fuck her, she never felt like she did kneeling over her best friend’s daughter. She reached down and scooped the drip off of Kelly’s chin, and pressed her finger between the girl’s lips. “Hope you like the taste, darling. There’s a lot more. Now lick.” She commanded as she let her pussy settle onto Kelly’s waiting lips. Kelly wriggled a little beneath her, as if seeing if she could escape, but after another, harsher, demand Heather felt the girl’s lips open and her tongue snake out into her dark pink folds. A moan escaped from deep within her as her best friend’s daughter began dutifully lapping at her dripping, sloppy slit. “Ffffuck...” she exclaimed softly as Kelly worked. “I see you’ve been experimenting at college, huh?” Heather teased as Kelly’s tongue pleasured her. No one had ever made Heather feel this good, even in her youth, and she knew that it wouldn’t be long before she came at this rate. Suddenly, right as she was about to let herself be swept away in pleasure, her phone began to ring. She almost let it go, but she glanced over and saw that it was a video call from Mellissa, Kelly’s mother. The temptation was just too much to resist. She quickly pulled her discarded tank top on and grabbed he phone. “Don’t you dare stop.” Heather commanded as she swiped over to answer the call. “Hey, girl. How’s it going?” She asked cheerfully, talking through the pleasure. She held the phone to where only her shoulders up could be seen. “Hi, Heather.” Kelly’s tongue stopped, and Heather heard a gasp as the girl recognized her mother’s voice. With her free hand, Heather grasped at the young girl’s nipple and painfully gripped it, pressing herself down harder to mute her at the same time. “Have you seen Kelly? She hentai went out jogging earlier and hasn’t come back yet. I’m starting to get a bit nervous.” Heather grabbed the knife and pressed it threateningly between Kelly’s breasts to keep her quiet. “No, hun, I haven’t seen her a-anywhere.” She stammered slightly as Melissa’s daughter kept dutifully lapping at her. “I’m sure she’s just fine though. She’s probably nearby though. Maybe she just found some friends to eat out with.” She smiled inwardly at her pun. “Ooowww… Ooohh… no…” I heard Aunt Sheen moan dejectedly hentai as she thought I had decided against fucking her ass. Her legs were spread and secured to the vertical beams of the horse; her body was strapped down, as were her wrists. Some of my precum was streaked onto her hand, and she pulled it back and licked it away. Her puckered flesh stung. Cum for me." Siona turned her head and her kittenish tongue flicked across her sister's chin and lips, scooping up my cream. Cheryl was tickled and a bit surprised to see this lecherous and extremely horny side of her father. “Huhhh, fine… But seriously… please don’t tell anyone… Promise me.” She looks up at me with those baby blue eyes. We left the store and talked as we went down the escalator. You’re going to assist our female customers with their… feminine needs.” Her tone was playful. I’ve been having problems getting the timing right.” 'Good, you learn fast.' I love it.