Can You Help Me?

Melissa Moore's stuck in bed with a busted ankle and she's going stir-crazy. Bridgette B walks in, sees her daughter looking miserable, and asks how to help. Melissa cuts to the chase: she just split with her girlfriend and she's dying to get off. Bridgette's eyebrows hit the ceiling, then she starts backing away. Melissa's frustration boils over. She needs relief, or she'll lose it. Bridgette wants to help but the whole thing makes her squirm. Melissa doesn't care how odd it feels; she's aching and needs a release. Bridgette finally peels her shirt down and shows the edge of her bra. Melissa takes one look and says she wants both tits out, so Bridgette shrugs the fabric open wider. Melissa's hand slips between her own legs instantly, rubbing herself while she stares. Bridgette drops the bra, tits swinging free, and Melissa can't stop herself. She grabs both handfuls, squeezes hard, then leans in to suck on each nipple, loud and greedy. Then she climbs on top of her mom, grinding their bare breasts together, rubbing until Bridgette's breathing turns ragged. Bridgette hesitates for a second, knows this is twisted, but her body isn't listening. When she starts sucking Melissa's nipples back, it's sloppy and desperate. Moments later they're both stripped naked, thighs wrapped around each other, kissing hard and grinding like they've forgotten anyone could walk in.