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I could feel the shudder in her thighs, eager for my touch to continue its journey down the length of her flesh toward her aching pussy, but again, her moans of protest would denote my refusal to bring her pleasure when I stopped just inches from her dripping hole. Instead, I reached over, placing my hand behind Holly's young head, drawing her toward the gateway she entered the world from. "There, little one." I pointed at Karen's clit. "That is the nipple that will feed you." Both women held their breath in anticipation as Holly lowered her face between her mother's legs, inching ever closer to the spot where she once brought such great joy to the woman who bore her. "OHHHH!" Karen cried out, her head snapping back, nails digging into the sheets and arching her back as Holly once again latched onto mommy like a hungry infant. I was about to say something to Holly, asking her whether she enjoyed mommy's taste, but that question was already answered by the impassioned assault her mouth and tongue had begun on Karen's drooling babyhole. As if she'd done this a million times, Holly took to aggressively pleasuring her mother. I no longer needed to guide her as I watched natural instinct take over. Wrapping her arms around Karen's thighs, Holly anchored herself tightly against her mother's pussy as Karen's hips began to buck and grind against her teenage daughter's oral worship. Holly drank deep of Karen's essence as she lapped and sucked from clit to taint, starving for her 'mother's love' that flowed from within Karen's body into her daughter's mouth. Karen brought her legs up over Holly's shoulders, clamping her head in place with her thighs and dug her ankles into her back, locking her daughter in place. Just to ensure that the younger woman remained sealed to the elder's womanhood, Karen brought her hands down behind Holly's head, taking handfuls of hair in her grasp and began grinding the teen's face against her. Once securely restrained against her mother's pussy, Holly released her hold on Karen's thighs and allowed her fingers and hands to begin exploring mommy's body. One hand worked up Karen's belly, pausing to admire and caress the stretch marks she'd caused upon her mother so many years ago before reaching up to knead Karen's breast. The other, slid down domination under her chin, where Holly began inserting fingers into her mother's birth canal as her tongue wailed on Karen's sensitive clit. Karen looked like a depraved cowgirl as she bucked her hips against Holly's young face. Her display of unbridled passion could lead one to believe that Karen was trying to force her daughter back into the womb, face first, by how Slave dearly she clung to her daughter's head. By now, the two of them had developed a rhythm between them and I could her the low animalistic grunts boiling up deep from within Karen as she worked her daughter's face toward orgasm. Holly was clearly focused on bring her mother climax as I noticed she had closed her eyes and even ceased her ministrations on Karen's breast so she could concentrate on fucking mommy with her fingers, as mommy fed daughter once again. "What is your daughter doing, Karen?" I knowingly asked, wanting Karen to hear Bondage herself say it. "Eating my pussy!" She groaned. "Oh, God! My daughter is eating my pussy!" With that, Karen dug her heels into BDSM Holly's back, lifting her ass off the bed as she pumped away on her daughter's face. "I'M CUMMING!" She screamed, staring into the eyes of Holly as she felt her release spray into the teen's mouth and face. Holly just held still as Karen took over, slamming her hips into the young girl's helpless face. In her throes of ecstacy, Karen bucked and rolled to her side, taking Holly with her. Soon she was straddling young Holly and had reduced her daughter to little more than an object to grind and get herself off against. I could see the discomfort in Holly's eyes as her poor lips and nose must have been pressed and hammered raw from the relentless pounding her mother's pelvis had unleashed, but she heldfast, for her desire to bring her mother off superceded any thoughts of relief for herself. As wave after wave of orgasm had finally washed fetish over Karen, she shaved fell forward off Holly's beleagured face. Naomi and I couldn’t keep our eyes off one another. Both men and women have commented on it my whole life. He cried out in pained pleasure, thrusting his ass back and fucking into the hand. 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