Rapture rippled through me. XXX Hot Mommy smiled at me. The honeymoon suite. I feasted on every bit of her I could reach. Mommy’s tongue lapped up my tart cream. My short skirt showed off all of my thigh-high stockings. “Mommy! I groaned at the feel of her hungry nursing, loving this. Let it out. No longer their daughter. It had been so many years since I weaned her as a baby. Tingles of heat raced up my thighs. Mommy lifted her mouth from my twat. I was dizzy, and they were my anchors. My wedding dress rustled about me. “Just radiant, little Ava.”
Mommy groaned about my nipple. I twisted them, adding more sensations to the rapture building and building between my thighs.
