Coming Out To Mommy

Veronica can't stop grinning on the drive home because today little Miss College comes back with her secret. The second Katie drops her bag she blurts it out: she's gay. Veronica just laughs, pulls her daughter in, and lets it spill that she used to lick pussy too. Next thing she knows her panties are soaked and her mind is already racing. 'Show me what that young mouth can do,' she says, eyes wicked. She doesn't wait for an answer—just rips Katie's shirt open down the middle and swallows her nipples like they owe her rent. Katie yelps, but she's so wet her thighs stick together. Veronica grabs a fistful of short hair, spins her around, smacks that bubble ass until the red handprints bloom. She shoves two fingers in Katie's pussy first, then three, curls them just right, just enough to make the girl moan her name. She tells Katie to sit on her hand. Katie obeys, sinks down and takes four fingers, then the thumb, her eyes going glassy the second the whole fist disappears inside. Veronica talks her through every twist, every pump, until her own cunt's fluttering and she sprays hot all over Katie's wrist. They switch. Katie lays back; Veronica climbs on, mouths locked, fingers buried in each other until they're both howling and gushing in sync, soaking the sheets like a pair of broken faucets. Right as the front gate clicks open, Veronica slaps Katie's tit, tells her 'pants up, pretend you're innocent,' and they scramble to look like nothing happened. She winks at her daughter. Round two's already on the calendar.