He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy - Sex Stories

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... a romantic topic. His cock was thick. He held her tighter. "Sweet Celine, I hope you can relax with me while you're without any crafted panties," he responded.

"Oh, Valond, your words are so comforting, as is your cuddle," Celine whispered, her lips curving upwards into a little, demure, euphoric smile.

"I'm glad, and I'm happy to comfort cuddle you in the crafted bed as well, that's if you're comfortable with me cuddling you while you haven't got your crafted panties on?"

Celine Looked up at Valond with her soft-brown eyes full of love for him. "I would like that," she replied, then gave a little giggle. "After you've played with my daughter's pussy and made her cum, of course."

Valond softly chuckled and put his lips caressingly to Celine's cheek. "I love playing with your daughter's pussy. I love making her wet and making her cum for me."

"I know you do and it's beautiful to watch you romance my daughter's pussy. I love how you play with her pussy, how your lips move scintillatingly on her pussylips."

Valond smiled and put his lips heatedly to Celine's other cheek. Looking at Valond, Celine could tell he knew that her masturbation fantasies about him were flooding her mind. It was naughty that he knew she masturbated for him. And now he'd even seen her playing with her pussy for him.

That thought had Celine thinking about her crafted juice-imbued panties on the hewn desk. And as much as she didn't want to leave being in Valond's arms, she needed to do ...

... something with her crafted panties. "I look forward to you cuddling me in the crafted bed, but now I've got to go and do some things."

She slipped from Valond's arms, grabbed her crafted panties and as gracefully as she could, dashed out of the room. As she put her crafted panties in the crafted laundry basket, she thought, Valond, it's naughty that you've seen my crafted sopping panties but I like that you have.

🌿Chapter Seven

That evening in the adobe lounge, Celine sat opposite Valond and her daughter. Relaxing on the crafted comfy sofas, which were made by Valond, they all enjoyed steaming herbal coffees. Through the crafted windows, the three watched the golden sun as it continued to lower towards the distant mountain peaks, its lovely luminance bathing the beautiful meadow of Valond's organic-self-sufficiency-paradise.

Lisa sat close to Valond, she had slid her crafted short frock up revealing her crafted, wet pantiecrotch to him. A small smile came to Celine's lips as she observed her daughter exuding excitement for the sleepover.

And her daughter wasn't the only one feeling excited. With every sip of her herbal coffee, Celine's own excitement became more and more pronounced. She was saying bye-bye to wearing crafted panties around teen Valond, and though she liked how that felt, she was also nervous about it. But she knew that Valond would welcome her to have no crafted panties on with him.

Celine wanted, needed, to masturbate for Valond, so as to ...