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

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... pussylips.

"Ohhh."

Celine, without her crafted bikini-panties, felt it was timeless wonder as Valond's caresses licked her pussylips. And with her pussy nude, Valond was touching more of her pussylips than he had done previously. Celine silently begged him to keep touching her. "Ohhh," Celine continued to sweetly moan.

Moment after moment after moment of juicing her, juicing, juicing her. "You've soaked your pussylips, you lovely, wet thing."

"I'm naughty," Celine cried.

"Beautiful naughty." Valond's fingertips took a long, slow journey up the sides of Celine's juice-coated pussylips. "Are you ready to dip?"

Celine couldn't resist masturbating for Valond. "Yes," she naughtily replied. She would let Valond hold her while she played with her pussy for him. She would let him play with her pussylips while she played with her pussy for him. She would let him hold her and play with her pussylips while she orgasmed for him.

Like she'd said about the sunbathing afternoon, Celine again thought that she wouldn't agree to another sleepover with teen Valond, but for this time, she was going to let herself be very, very naughty. She remembered him asking her which finger she used to masturbate for him. Oh, Valond, I love you. You're naughty and beautiful. And oh, your teen cock throbs full size for me.

"My fingertip is at my wet entrance, and I'm ready to dip if you still want me to?" Were those her words? Was she really having this conversation with ...

... nineteen-year-old Valond? Thrills shimmered through her pussy, she was desperately ready.

"Yes, I want you to dip your finger into your pussy. I want you to play with your pussy for me. I want you to make yourself cum for me."

Oh, how could it be that teen Valond was talking naughtily about her pussy? It was an unbelievable situation, but it excited her that he would talk about her pussy with a masturbation focus. "Please hold me tight. I'm sliding in," she cried in naughty ecstasy.

"Would you like neck-kisses so as to further excite your pussy?"

She should say no, she really should. Her voice wavered in naughty embarrassment, "Yes." Wetly eager, she'd answered yes. Yes, she would love Valond to neck-smooch her while she naughty masturbated for him.

Valond's lips were infinitely wondrous on her neck while his fingertips danced in spectacular evocativeness on her pussylips, and his cock at her back, throbbed romantically.

"Are you going to fully dip your finger into your pussy?"

There it was again, teen Valond merrily talking about her pussy. "Yes," she replied with a rushed breath. "I need to have my finger fully in my pussy for you." Celine wanted to tell Valond that she liked him talking about her pussy with her, but she couldn't, it wouldn't be proper with the age difference and that she was Lisa's mother.

So she turned her head and giving him a cheek-kiss, she slowly, embarrassingly, and thrillingly began sliding her finger into her pussy. And Valond's ...