Did You Wet The Bed?!

Mindi's folding laundry when she spots Abella's soaked sheets. That girl must be getting into something at night. She figures it's time for a talk. In Abella's room, the kid clams up, cheeks burning. Mindi pushes, and Abella blurts it: when she touches herself she comes like a fountain. Mindi's eyebrows shoot up. So that's why everything's damp. She asks to see it. Abella fidgets, says it's weird. Mindi smiles, tells her they shouldn't hide a thing from each other. Shorts hit the floor, fingers start working, and suddenly Abella's pussy erupts, spraying the mattress like a broken hose. She glances up shy. Is that normal? Mindi laughs, calls it a straight-up gift. Abella, warming up, decides to show off again. Within seconds another jet shoots across the sheets. Mindi confesses she wants to make her feel that good too. Abella hesitates, mentions dad. Mindi shrugs it off, promises it'll stay between them. Clothes peel away, and Mindi dives in, tongue busy between Abella's legs. Another squirt catches her right in the mouth. Abella begs to be smothered, so Mindi climbs up, grinds down, cums on her face until both are soaked. Later they strip the bed again. One thing's clear: these two will ruin plenty more sheets before they're done.