Deborah led Tina through Deborah’s bedroom into her bathroom. Deborah letting her hand caress and rub Tina’s breast the whole way. Tina could not believe how turned on she was with her mom’s touch. Tina kept catching glimpses of her mom’s hard nipples under her robe. Before they were in the bath room Tina could not resist the urge to reach out and give her mom’s robe tie a little tug. To Tina’s surprise the tie came undone without Deborah noticing. By the time they were in the bathroom the robe had opened up in the front and Tina could see her mom’s bare pussy starting to flower open before her.
“Now Tina let me take this shirt off you and get it in the sink.” Deborah said. Pushing Tina to lean on the counter Deborah slid her palms up Tina’s smooth stomach. Deborah letting her hands lingering on Tina’s firm breasts lifting them a bit till Tina’s hard nipples dropped from finger to finger of Deborah hands.
“Thank you mom, that feels good. “Tina moaned out as she lifted her hands over her head to let the shirt ride up her arms.
Deborah had to step in close to Tina to hold the wet shirt away from Tina’s face as it lifted over Tina’s head. When Deborah moved her robe opened fully exposing her breasts and her nipples and Tina’s touched. Deborah lifted Tina’s shirt up and over her raised arms. Their breasts pressing together and both women felt the trill and lust of the curse driving them full force.
“There that should get it clean” Deborah said as she dropped the shirt into the sink of water behind Tina’s back one handed so their breasts did not break contact. All thought of the pre cleaner forgotten. The only thing left in Deborah mind was getting closer to her daughter. Because the curse was not only pushing the thought into her head it was pulling every other thought out.
“Mom I think there is some sauce on my skirt too. “ Tina whispered in her mom’s ear. Tina’s breasts pressing harder into her mom’s. Tina’s mind filled with the same thought as her mom’s. Tina spread her legs and pushed off the counter so her mom could reach the zipper in back of the skirt. As Deborah reached around her daughter’s waist she let her thigh come up between Tina’s spread thighs till it was in full contact with Tina’s wet and open pussy under the skirt. Deborah had forgotten what was all over her thigh when she did this. Deborah ground her thigh and her son’s still warm sperm filled cum up into her daughters bare aroused and fertile cunt as she worked the sticky zipper.
“There I have it unzipped. “ Deborah panted . Her arousal blinding her possibly baby making mistake.
Do Tina and Deborah go farther? Does Deborah realize what she has possibly done to Tina? Does a stray sperm and Tina’s egg meet?
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