Too Old For Allowance
2015·18 min·91% liked·35.8K Views
Lisa came through the door with her arms full of bags. New clothes, new trinkets, lingerie that cost more than most people earn in a week. She tore into each one without looking back, fabrics rustling, price tags flung to the floor. One bag sat on the counter, forgotten, the dainty necklace inside glinting under the kitchen light.
Veronica walked in after school and spotted it at once. She fingered the receipt attached to the tag and smiled, all calm calculation. When Lisa turned around, the girl was already holding the bag.
"Nice," Veronica said. "Five hundred a week and you keep your secret. Or I tell Dad how you're bleeding his accounts on shiny things he never sees."
Lisa laughed, short and tight. "You're a greedy little brat."
Veronica shrugged. "Not finished. I want you to make me come. Right now."
Lisa's shoulders sagged, but she stepped closer. She went to her knees, pulled Veronica's skirt up, and pressed her mouth to the young girl's smooth slit. Veronica widened her stance, fingers threading through Lisa's hair, guiding her deeper. The lick was slick, deliberate. Veronica moaned once, low in her throat.
She pulled Lisa onto the bed in one motion. They twisted into a sixty-nine, Lisa above, mouth buried, while Veronica licked back, slow and hungry. Their tongues worked over each other in sloppy circles, the air growing thick with breath and skin. Fingers joined the act: Lisa's two long ones sinking into Veronica's opening, pumping steady as Veronica's clit pulsed beneath Lisa's tongue.
Lisa swung a leg, straddled Veronica's face. Her own dripping folds settled down hard; Veronica's tongue slid in, flicking, circling. Lisa rocked, riding the muscle until slickness coated Veronica's chin. The girl below pushed two fingers straight into her own soaked cunt, using them in time with Lisa's thrusts. Her hips jerked, muscles tightening, and she came with a muffled cry against Lisa's cunt. They stayed locked like that a moment longer, pulses fading, sweat cooling on skin, their breathing slowly matching again.
Studio:Mommy's Girl













