Mother Daughter Exchange Club #43

She drops onto his face like she owns it. Blonde hair falls forward as she settles, knees planted wide, shaved smooth and already wet. Her small breasts sway when she grinds. She rocks slow at first, savoring the pressure, then drives down harder. His tongue works blind between her lips, and she rides it like she’s got something to prove. She leans forward, finds his mouth with hers, tastes herself on his tongue and keeps kissing through the heavy rhythm. Every shift of her hips drags that slick heat over his face. She breaks the kiss only to catch her breath, then seals it again, breathing sharp against his lips while her body keeps its steady, deliberate grind. She’s light but relentless, giving him everything and taking just as much back.