That, too, dripped down her back and pooled below her until she was laying in a puddle. She erupted, spraying a stream down onto her own belly, and sh... thrust her pelvis upward, further angling the warm gush down toward her face. She opened her mouth and gargled her own piss, staring at me as she did so. Wet makeup bled and too much eye liner streaked stark black tears across her face. “That's a good fuck pig.” But I was not at all satisfied with that. After so much preparation, so much wild. First just barely touching, then deeper until her face was buried, she lapped and sucked at her daughter’s pussy. ?Mom?? muttered Mia as she grabbed Juliette’s head in both her hands and pushed it in deeper. Juliette obliged, redoubling her efforts. She didn’t know what she was doing, but her vigor and abandon were enough. Mia pulled her mother’s head in deeper and squeezed her thighs together. And the mother continued until she brought her daughter to climax. . It was fun running before the wind again, just wish I coulda done the sails. But you were a good mate, did everything just as I told you. God what fun, haven’t felt that alive for a long time. You can sail with me anytime. Wish you could stick around so we could do it again. But you gotta go back to Cambridge tomorrow, right? Finish up your degree and start doin’ the Lord’s work, I guess. Sure, you can sit on my lap. Let me say hello to one of my favorite little girls. Nobody’s around, the day. Since their reunion just a month ago Matt had wasted no time in asking her to marry him and they had already put money down on a house in central Lodi. Matt was adamant that its proximity to Cindy’s house was merely coincidence, although he did admit it would make seeing Jenny easier. The purchase of the house was scheduled to close the week after their wedding. Now they were living in the modular home at Three Corners Farm where Matt shared an office with Xena Skarlatos. Jessica very much.