Mom's Girlfriend

Sasha Sparrow lit up when Viol walked through the door. Her mother's girlfriend had a silver streak in her hair and smelled like lavender and old cashmere. Viol took one look at the younger woman and smiled like she already owned her. They didn't waste time. Viol pushed Sasha against the hallway wall, lifted her skirt, and pressed two fingers into the girl's damp cotton panties. Sasha opened her legs without thinking. Viol rubbed her clit through the fabric until the cotton clung and turned dark. Then she peeled the panties aside and slid two thick, sure fingers straight into her tight hole. Sasha gasped, hips jerking. Viol worked her slowly at first, curling those fingers until they found the soft spot that made Sasha's knees shake. Wet sounds filled the quiet house. Sasha's slick coated Viol's knuckles, dripping down the inside of her thighs. Viol kept her free hand on Sasha's throat—not squeezing, just holding her still while she fucked her with steady, patient strokes. When Sasha came, it was sudden and loud. Her pussy clenched hard around Viol's fingers, milking them. Viol didn't stop. She kept thrusting through every spasm until Sasha was panting, eyes glassy, legs trembling in her heels. Only then did Viol pull out, wipe her wet fingers across Sasha's swollen lips, and smile again.