Mother Daughter Exchange Club #35

She pushes me down on the bed like she's got a point to prove. The last time we did this was back in 2014, when we were both still figuring out how hard she likes it. Now she doesn't wait. She slides her wet pussy right onto my cock and starts riding like she's settling a score. Every bounce makes her tits swing, and she grabs my hands to put them on her ass so I can feel her squeezing tight every time she drops down full depth. I thrust up to meet her and she laughs, then bites her lip because she knows I just hit her spot. She leans forward, palms flat on my chest, grinding her clit against me with quick little circles while my dick stays buried to the hilt. Her breath gets ragged. She cums with a low growl that turns into a moan, pussy clamping so hard I almost lose it right there. She keeps going though, keeps fucking through the aftershocks until I'm the one groaning and shooting deep inside her. She stays on top, squeezing me dry, then looks down with that cocky little smile she always gets when she finishes first.