The Nosy Neighbor: Part Two

Briana came home wet between the legs, the taste of Melissa still on her tongue. Tiffany sat cross-legged on her bed, sketching. When she looked up, her cheeks went pink under Briana’s stare. ‘I already sinned once today,’ Briana said. ‘If He let that happen, He’ll let this too.’ She pulled Tiffany’s tank top down before the girl could answer. Full, pale breasts spilled free; Briana licked one nipple, slow, then sucked until Tiffany trembled. On her back now, legs parted, Tiffany felt her mother’s mouth settle against her cunt like a promise. Briana licked wide and flat, then flicked with the tip, drawing tight little moans from her daughter. When the girl stopped shaking, she was told to do it herself. Tiffany knelt between Briana’s thighs, shy but determined. Her tongue found the same rhythm her mother had taught her until Briana’s hips bucked and juices slicked her daughter’s chin. They switched places, swinging around until Tiffany’s pussy hovered over Briana’s face and their tongues worked in mirror strokes, mouths and fingers pumping faster, pushing each other into ragged, gut-deep orgasms that left them both glassy-eyed. Later they sat facing, thighs open, cunts pressed tight. They rocked, slick folds grinding, clit dragging over clit until neither could hold the sound back. When the last tremors faded, Briana pressed a kiss to Tiffany’s damp temple and murmured, ‘Good girl.’