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

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... Celine replied with a smile.

🌿Chapter Four

That afternoon, Celine attempted to again adjust her crafted tiny bikini-crotch over her pussylips, but as with all her attempts, moments later, it would slide incongruously off to the side and she would be left with her pussylips partially revealed. Her crafted bikini-crotch really was too tiny, too naughty, it barely covered her shaved juice-coated pussylips. And the closer the time came to going sunbathing, the wetter she got.

Celine felt that she was too wet to go, but she just had to talk with Valond and clarify about her masturbation for him. It added to her embarrassment that she would be showing some pussylip while sunbathing with Valond. And he was going to suntan lotion her? But she had to go, there was no choice, she had to talk with him.

With her crafted bikini-crotch adjusted the best she could, Celine looked at her crafted bikini-bralet. It was made in the same way her daughter's was, having two elongated, narrow triangles that only just covered her areolas. Once more, she thought about how teen Valond would be suntan lotioning her. Lotioning her all over.

If only she didn't have to go on the sunbathing afternoon, if only her crafted bikini-crotch was a bit wider, if only her crafted bikini-bralet wasn't so revealing, if only she could calm her pussy down, if only she could stop sopping her crafted bikini-crotch.

Perhaps an orgasm would help calm her, would help her accept that with her crafted ...

... bikini-panties, she would be revealing some pussylip. Would Valond suntan lotion the revealed portions of her pussylips?

Celine slid her crafted tiny bikini-crotch aside and pushed her finger in. "Oh, handsome, sexy, and wondrous, Valond, I love you. I love being wet for you, and I love playing with my pussy for you. Oh, I love orgasming for you."

Unobserved, Lisa stopped at the doorway of her mother's adobe sleeping-room and stood in surprise, silently watching her mother passionately masturbate for Valond. As Lisa watched, she whispered to herself, "Oh, Valond, you want to romance my mother, and my mother needs you to romance her."

As Celine orgasmed, she bent forward, her finger full in her pussy. "Oh, Valond. Oh, Valond. Oh, Valond," she cried, each repetition louder than the previous.

Lisa quietly walked back down the passageway, she would ask her mother later about which crafted rug they should take.

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Celine and Lisa stood at the edge of their sunbathing spot, it was a pleasant small grassy knoll amidst the wildflower meadow of Valond's organic-self-sufficiency-paradise. Moving to its centre, they spread out the crafted golden-brown rug, then laid three crafted towels on top. The middle one was for Valond.

Looking at, not two, but three crafted towels, Celine felt her nerves doing flips in her tummy. The sunbathing afternoon with teen Valond was about to happen. Wearing her crafted naughty bikini, Celine lay on her crafted towel, but she couldn't relax. ...