Milf Nina Elle punishes her daughter

Nina pins Christy on the mattress with a hard slap across her cheek. She hikes her skirt up, shoves the wet lace to the side, and lowers herself straight onto the girl’s mouth. Christy thrashes, but her mother’s thighs clamp tighter and smother any protest. “Eat,” Nina orders, hips rolling until Christy’s tongue finally slips inside her. Every slow grind drags the swollen lips over the girl’s nose and forces her deeper. Nina smiles—eyes half-lidded, breathing short—while her daughter works with small, unwilling licks that still make her cunt slick. She reaches behind, snags the white vibrator she left on the nightstand, and clicks it alive. Leaning forward, she presses the buzzing toy right on Christy’s clit through her thin cotton panties. The girl moans straight into Nina’s folds, the vibration chasing her own humiliation straight up her spine. “Keep your tongue moving,” Nina commands, pressing harder on the toy. Christy’s thighs tremble, pinned by her mother’s weight. Every breath she takes pulls Nina’s cunt deeper into her mouth. Juice runs down her jaw, soaking the sheet. Nina rocks steady, watching her daughter fight arousal and shame at the same time, and doesn’t let up until the girl is gasping around her tongue, face glistening and marked.