Putting Her Tongue To Better Use

Pristine’s patience snapped. She yanked her skirt up, straddled Natalie’s face, and slammed her wet pussy down over the girl’s mouth. Natalie gasped, tongue flicking instinctively. ‘Oh fuck, Mom, your cunt tastes good,’ she moaned right into Pristine’s folds. ‘Bet you been waiting to shut me up like this.’ Pristine jerked. Heat flooded her belly. She ground down harder, but Natalie kept talking. ‘Mmm, you like that, don’t you? Little tongue-fuck your dirty stepdaughter.’ Pristine’s breath tore out of her. ‘Shut up—’ The words melted into a groan as Natalie sucked her clit. ‘Make me. Sit on me till I scream your name into this dripping pussy.’ Something in Pristine cracked. Her hips rolled faster, and filthy words poured from her own lips. ‘Eat it, you filthy girl. Show me what that slutty mouth can do besides swear.’ Natalie laughed against soaked flesh. ‘Knew you were a freak.’ Pristine snarled, riding harder, chasing that slick, shameful heat. Both of them kept talking—raunchy, greedy—until the room reeked of sweat and sex and neither cared who heard.