More, wash your pussy. Part 2

More, wash your pussy. Part 2

- Okay, let's pee - I agreed and tried to gently move away, but the baby vigorously opposed: "No, no, mom, I want to touch, please!" And I waved my hand, okay, let him touch, what can you do with her, especially through her panties, it's not so scary. I even spread my legs a little to make them more comfortable. Well, why am I pushing her all the time - I thought - after all, I myself really like all this, I am very pleased with it. Who am I so afraid of, myself, or what?


The lift rose painfully - slowly. It seems that I had not noticed surveillance cameras in him before, but I still looked up cautiously. No, nothing like that is visible. But even when the elevator opened, my daughter did not immediately release me. Then, out of excitement, I could not unlock the door lock, and she stood behind and touched me between my legs. It was already pouring out of me, as if from a bucket, and I realized that she also noticed it, because she ran along my leg where the trickle flowed down.


- Mom, open it up soon, my whole pussy is already wet too, - said the baby.


Finally, I unlocked the door, we slipped inside, and immediately turned on the light.


- You probably really want to write? - I asked my daughter.


She just nodded her head, quickly taking off her shoes. I also threw off my sandals, and then took off my panties and skirt - what's the point of hiding if she already knows everything. My daughter looked at me with a satisfied smile, quickly ran her hands under the dress, and just as quickly took off her panties. I took them in my hands - as if a damp speck was dark in the middle. And the baby was already opening the bathroom door and turning on the light there.


We have two toilets: one is separate and the other is combined, in the bathroom, we use it when we wash. And now, even though we were late, it was still necessary to wash, and the clever girl - my daughter understood this perfectly. When I went inside, she had already washed the pens and was fiddling with the jet, adjusting its temperature. I took a bottle of foam and poured almost half into the bathtub.


A fragrant foam head quickly began to grow. And I sat down on the toilet and invited my daughter: "Come on, honey!" She instantly turned around and jumped into my lap. To say that I was on fire at that moment means to say nothing, I was just on fire. The lower abdomen ached badly. The swollen clitoris throbbed all the way like a finger pinched by a door. I hugged my daughter tightly, snuggled up to her, and whispered in her ear: "Letter-letter-letter!" And she laughed and whispered to me the same thing. And then she put her hot stream on me.


It flowed right over the clitoris and I finished instantly, you can say that I wrote and finished at the same time and it was doubly pleasant my favorite orgasm. Our hearts at that moment beat as one. My daughter, of course, finished first, but she sat tightly squeezing into me, until I, too, stopped babbling.


- Listen, mom, how nice! - said 

she kissed me hard.


I couldn't even answer her: my throat was choked with pleasure. We sat for a few more seconds, and then the baby reached for a roll of paper, but I stopped her: “Don't, honey, we are now in the bath.” She quickly jumped off me and pulled her dress over her head. I, too, was already able to pull myself together and, without getting up, pulled off my T-shirt. And she and the dress immediately flew into the laundry basket, and we climbed into the foam, but before that the baby slapped me loudly on the ass several times.


When I finished, I felt much better, but the heaviness in my head still remained. Therefore, I decided not to delay the process. I quickly washed my hair for myself, and then for my daughter. But the aroma of foam excited, and tenderly the baby's body attracted and attracted. And I suddenly thought that it would be fair if I now thank her for the pleasure she gave me a few minutes ago.


- Come on, get up, wash the pussy - I said to my daughter and she immediately jumped out of the foam happily.


At first, I honestly washed her, and then I began to fondly and very skillfully caress her. Therefore, after a few minutes, my daughter fell into the bathtub and literally huddled in the foam. I was on my knees and hugged her, not letting her dive. I felt creepy again. Am I doing it or not? After all, I myself was very pleased, I was all burning with desire again. Then I thought that there is enough adventure for today, it's time to stop.


- Mom, let me wash your pussy now - my daughter suddenly suggested.


- You yourself first learn to wash - I answered her.


- And I already know how - for fun - she smiled and continued - Mom, show me your pussy.


- What are you, blind? I've been spinning in front of your nose for half an hour and can't you see? - I answered her almost rudely, trying to hide the lust that gripped me in this way.


After all, this was what I have always dreamed of in secret! My daughter didn't say anything to this, but I noticed that she bit her lip and her chin trembled. And I felt that some kind of alienation was beginning to arise between us. But for me, it was absolute - unbearable!


- Well, what are you, what are you, dear - I exclaimed, hugging her tighter and showered with kisses - I just joked unsuccessfully! Forgive me, forgive me, please, and do not be offended!


My daughter immediately smiled radiantly and kissed me hard in return.


- Do you want to wash me - I continued - please! I will only be glad. Come on, wash me! - and I got up from the foam.


She jumped up after, quickly soaped up her pens, and energetically earned them on my pussy. So energetic that it’s good - a soapy finger instantly appeared in me.


- Oh, mom - the baby immediately exclaimed - what is that hole you got here? I don't have one! - she bent down and looked between her legs, and then her hands went there too.


- Wait! - tried 

I'll stop her - wait, dear, don't touch it so much! You also have it, but it is still very small. It's too late now, let's home, and tomorrow I'll show it to you, okay?


- What will you show me - my daughter immediately perked up - will you show me yours or mine? And how can I see mine?


- And you and I will take a mirror - I answered - but just, please, come on tomorrow. I’m already very tired. Come on, wash me and let's go to bed.


My daughter hesitated for a second, then said: "Okay!" and returned to the interrupted class. But, knowing her stubborn nature, I was sure that she would not calm down on this and I was not mistaken. Over the past day, I just finished off, and therefore, barely reaching the pillow, I immediately passed out. I do not know how long I slept, but I woke up from the fact that I began to feel careful and at the same time persistent touches. I had a little handle between my legs.

Of course, all this should have been stopped, but for some reason, I just lay down a little more comfortably and spread my legs a little wider. The daughter decided not to postpone for a long time the question with a new hole so interested in her. At first, she gently stroked my wet lips, and then a small finger slipped inside me. Pleasantly! But I couldn't even imagine what would happen next. The little and very impudent pen immediately followed the finger !!! And as soon as it happened, I finished. But she ended in a way that had never happened before in my life.


I probably lost consciousness for a few seconds, and when I woke up, the convulsions continued. My hole clenched sharply and gripped the cheeky handle tightly. And the harder she tried to break free, the more she was pinched. I do not know how long it all lasted - two minutes or five, but I have never had this before. It is impossible to describe this bliss in words; it is better not to try. Of course, I had heard about fisting before, but somehow there was no desire to try it. And here the pen is small and immediately hit the right place. Yes, and during the day I was still so wound up. But most likely the reason was much deeper.


This pleasure was brought to me by my dearest and beloved person - my baby. When she went and spoke, I often began to have dreams in which we caressed each other. And now such a dream has come true. One wave of pleasure followed another. The baby has already calmed down, she stopped pulling her handle. At some point, the hole unclenched for a second and she was able to take it out. I continued to be in a sweet languor when it seemed to me that I could hear a faint whisper of my daughter: "Mommy, are you all right? Does it hurt?"


- No, no, honey, sleep, everything is fine - I answered her with difficulty, also barely audible. My languor was now turning into a sweet-sweet dream, and I was in a hurry to fall into it.


I haven't slept that sound in years. I woke up, 

when it was quite light, feeling completely - happy, but not understanding what it was connected with. The whole body felt amazing vigor and lightness. But gradually I remembered and began to think intently, but what was it, a dream or a reality? No, it's impossible to answer right away. However, more than anything, I would like to experience these sensations again. The baby slept peacefully next to me. I really needed to go to the toilet, so I carefully - carefully slid off the couch, got into my slippers, and left the room, gently stroking myself between my legs. It would be much more pleasant to pee with my daughter, but you cannot wake her up.


I silently lowered the circle, sat down, and immediately launched a resounding stream. Yes, perhaps, now I will quickly collect breakfast, and then my daughter and I will go to wash and there - then, of course, something will be found out. Having finished writing, I diligently dried myself off but did not drain the water so as not to disturb the baby.


I quietly left the toilet and looked in the huge mirror. I am not ashamed to be naked in front of my daughter, but for some reason, it seems to me that she cannot see any hair on her body. Therefore, I always try to carefully shave the armpits and pubis, but this is not difficult at all, since there are not many hairs there, and there were no more of them anywhere and never. And the baby's skin is just as delicate, marbled - smooth, skin.


When I returned to the bedroom, she was still sleeping sweetly, but only now she turned over on the back and stretched herself out. At the same time, she almost moved to the place that I occupied before I left. I didn’t go to bed again but very carefully opened the sheet we were hiding with and admired its delicate little body. And then she could not resist: she bent down and several times licked with her tongue a narrow crack between her delicate, graceful lips.


She did not wake up but smiled radiantly in her sleep. I really wanted to lick her pussy further, but I pulled myself together, carefully covered my daughter with a sheet, and went to get dressed. I took out of the closet only a loose, light T-shirt, and I did not want to put on panties. Breakfast was already on the table, but nothing was happening in the bedroom. I looked there again. Now the baby was lying on her left side. The sheet is completely lost, revealing her plump, appetizing ass. I wanted to cover her, but my daughter immediately woke up and opened her eyes.


- Good morning, honey! - I said and reached out to kiss, but the baby instantly jumped to the floor and sat on the pot.

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