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Stuck In The Middle: Part Two
Stuck In The Middle: Part One
Jenna couldn’t reach Ziggy. She’d kept the whole yearlong secret from her parents. But Angela had walked in on the threesome last week, and once the MILF learned Jenna had a girlfriend, she wanted a taste too. Now Jenna’s phone stays dead and suspicion gnaws at her until she bursts into Angela’s room and finds Ziggy latched on her stepmom’s nipple. “Get out!” Jenna hurls the words at both of them. Ziggy bolts. Angela follows, robe hanging open, perfect tits swaying, chasing Jenna down the hall. In Jenna’s room, Angela drops to her knees. Her excuses sound hollow until her mouth finds Jenna’s. The kiss pulls the fight out of the girl. Jenna’s shoulders loosen. She asks if Angela likes Ziggy more. Angela says she likes her, but she loves Jenna. Jenna folds. She makes Angela promise no more girlfriends. The MILF hesitates, then agrees. Angela slips the robe off. Jenna’s tongue traces tight circles around stiff nipples. Her clothes hit the floor. Angela’s lips drift lower—sternum, belly, shaved mound—until she’s buried between Jenna’s thighs. Long, slow licks turn quick and greedy. Jenna’s back arches; she comes hard, flooding Angela’s tongue. Angela straddles her daughter’s face. Wet folds grind against Jenna’s mouth while Angela grips the headboard. Her thighs shake. She moans loud and raw as she comes. They trade places. Jenna on top, hips rocking, Angela’s tongue working every fold. Jenna comes again, slick thighs trembling. She slides down, seals her lips around Angela’s clit, and doesn’t stop until the older woman breaks with one final, shuddering orgasm. Jenna collapses against Angela’s chest, skin hot, breath ragged, sure—for now—that her mother is hers alone.
Jenna couldn’t reach Ziggy. She’d kept the whole yearlong secret from her parents. But Angela had walked in on the threesome last week, and once the MILF learned Jenna had a girlfriend, she wanted a taste too. Now Jenna’s phone stays dead and suspicion gnaws at her until she bursts into Angela’s room and finds Ziggy latched on her stepmom’s nipple. “Get out!” Jenna hurls the words at both of them. Ziggy bolts. Angela follows, robe hanging open, perfect tits swaying, chasing Jenna down the hall. In Jenna’s room, Angela drops to her knees. Her excuses sound hollow until her mouth finds Jenna’s. The kiss pulls the fight out of the girl. Jenna’s shoulders loosen. She asks if Angela likes Ziggy more. Angela says she likes her, but she loves Jenna. Jenna folds. She makes Angela promise no more girlfriends. The MILF hesitates, then agrees. Angela slips the robe off. Jenna’s tongue traces tight circles around stiff nipples. Her clothes hit the floor. Angela’s lips drift lower—sternum, belly, shaved mound—until she’s buried between Jenna’s thighs. Long, slow licks turn quick and greedy. Jenna’s back arches; she comes hard, flooding Angela’s tongue. Angela straddles her daughter’s face. Wet folds grind against Jenna’s mouth while Angela grips the headboard. Her thighs shake. She moans loud and raw as she comes. They trade places. Jenna on top, hips rocking, Angela’s tongue working every fold. Jenna comes again, slick thighs trembling. She slides down, seals her lips around Angela’s clit, and doesn’t stop until the older woman breaks with one final, shuddering orgasm. Jenna collapses against Angela’s chest, skin hot, breath ragged, sure—for now—that her mother is hers alone.