Her lips were already slick with her juices. Fiona pressed herself against Abby’s back. The girl squirmed as Fiona’s finger explored her folds.Fio...a held her finger up in front of Abby. They both could see Abby’s juices glistening on it. Fiona dabbed the heady goo on Abby’s neck like perfume.“This is your new scent. Eau du putain.” She paused. “You do speak French, don’t you?”Abby blushed even more as she whispered, “Yes, Miss.”“Now be a good little whore and get down on your knees and show me. I looked down at her, cum pooled at her lips. She swallowed and smiled at me.We heard a doorknob click and both jumped. I yanked my shorts back up and she wiped her face with her shirt and pulled it back down.A couple minutes passed after we settled into the couch when Charlotte walked into the kitchen. Her hair, much like her daughter's, was wrapped up in a towel. My cock, still going limp in my shorts, could help but twitch when it saw what she was wearing: a sleeveless grey cloth nightgown. More

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