Mommy Posing

Kendra’s got a lot on her plate. Casey’s little confession still echoes in her head and the dirty thing that followed keeps replaying every time she shuts her eyes. She tells herself it can never happen again, but the ache won’t fade. Then Riley shows up in Sergio’s place—fresh-faced, tight little body, perky little tits bouncing under a sports bra—and Kendra sees her ticket out of those memories. The tall brunette moves through her stretches like a woman who knows how to bend, tank top stretched over massive natural tits, shorts riding up a plump, shapely ass. Riley’s hands stay on her hips, coaxing her lower, voice sweet and encouraging. Kendra decides right then that Riley’s hired—if she’ll play along. Riley stutters when Kendra says she only wants a “daughter” who calls her mommy, but the money talks and soon she’s whispering the word while Kendra’s ass is high in the air, shorts clinging to every wet fold of her camel-toe. The pose turns into a tease, hips rolling, thick cheeks parting. Riley leans in, nose brushing that heat, and Kendra spins around, lips crashing down hot and hungry. Shorts hit the mat. Riley drops to her knees, tongue buried between Kendra’s cheeks. The brunette moans low, then flips Riley onto her back, spits on two fingers, slicks them with both their mouths and slides them inside the teen’s tight, slick pussy. She keeps her lips locked to Riley’s the whole time, kissing through every pump. Riley ends up on top, grinding her hairy slit against Kendra’s swollen clit until both women are shaking, slick and gasping. Mommy’s new little helper rides until Kendra’s mind is blissfully blank—best friend’s daughter finally pushed to the back seat where she belongs.