She stood close, her breast rubbing gently against Cindy’s arm, took her hand and gently kissed the fingers, as Cindy leaned her head back, shivering with delight at her mother’s touch. Indian sex She felt cool air against her skin as her top was skinned off to land in a pile on the floor, and the insistent fingers lifted the bra straps from her shoulders. “Does that taste good, honey? Sara could feel the orgasm bubbling just beneath the surface of her daughter’s spasms, and slowed her motions, bringing her hand out of the hot snatch and working it up her ass crack, toward the tiny puckered anus waiting to be drilled. Sara licked and sucked, pulling out all the flavor of her daughter’s yummy pussy, savoring the taste and feel of the juicy cunt squirming in her hands, overcome by the pleasures she was giving her with her fingers and tongue.
