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Stuck In The Middle: Part Two
Stuck In The Middle: Part One
Jenna Sativa can’t get her girlfriend on the phone and the silence makes her stomach drop. Ziggy Star has been her secret for a whole year, hidden from parents who would never understand two girls in love. Then Angela Sommers stepped in. Jenna’s step-mother already knew the taste of Jenna’s mouth and the weight of her tits; when she discovered Ziggy, she demanded a share. A three-way followed, but sharing wasn’t enough. Angela wanted Ziggy for herself. Jenna walks in on them. Ziggy’s lips are locked around Angela’s heavy breasts, and the sight snaps something inside the teenager. She screams, shoves Ziggy out, and slams the door on her own mother. Angela follows, robe hanging open, perfect tits still wet from Ziggy’s tongue. She pleads, strokes Jenna’s hair, swears the love she feels is real, deeper than anything she could feel for a girl she’s just met. Jenna listens, hurt still raw, until Angela’s mouth finds hers. The kiss turns hungry. Clothes drop. Angela kisses a slow line down Jenna’s belly and buries her tongue between the teen’s smooth lips until Jenna shudders and comes, thighs shaking. Angela climbs over her face, rocking until she floods Jenna’s tongue. Jenna rolls on top, lines their slick cunts together, and grinds hard, scissoring until both women break again. She sits back on Angela’s mouth, rides another slow, deep climax, then drops between her mother’s spread legs and sucks the last tremors from her until Angela is gasping and spent. The house is quiet again. Jenna lies curled against Angela’s chest, certain—for now—that her mother belongs only to her.
Jenna Sativa can’t get her girlfriend on the phone and the silence makes her stomach drop. Ziggy Star has been her secret for a whole year, hidden from parents who would never understand two girls in love. Then Angela Sommers stepped in. Jenna’s step-mother already knew the taste of Jenna’s mouth and the weight of her tits; when she discovered Ziggy, she demanded a share. A three-way followed, but sharing wasn’t enough. Angela wanted Ziggy for herself. Jenna walks in on them. Ziggy’s lips are locked around Angela’s heavy breasts, and the sight snaps something inside the teenager. She screams, shoves Ziggy out, and slams the door on her own mother. Angela follows, robe hanging open, perfect tits still wet from Ziggy’s tongue. She pleads, strokes Jenna’s hair, swears the love she feels is real, deeper than anything she could feel for a girl she’s just met. Jenna listens, hurt still raw, until Angela’s mouth finds hers. The kiss turns hungry. Clothes drop. Angela kisses a slow line down Jenna’s belly and buries her tongue between the teen’s smooth lips until Jenna shudders and comes, thighs shaking. Angela climbs over her face, rocking until she floods Jenna’s tongue. Jenna rolls on top, lines their slick cunts together, and grinds hard, scissoring until both women break again. She sits back on Angela’s mouth, rides another slow, deep climax, then drops between her mother’s spread legs and sucks the last tremors from her until Angela is gasping and spent. The house is quiet again. Jenna lies curled against Angela’s chest, certain—for now—that her mother belongs only to her.