Fiona flashed me a naughty look. My mouth was hanging open, my cock strained against the front of my jeans.
“Would you like me to lick you Eve?”
My mother nodded.
“No,” said Fiona, “I have to hear you say it.”
“I want you to lick me?”
“Where?”
“My… my pussy.”
“Beg.”
Silence.
“Please lick me, Fiona.”
Fiona’s hand travelled up my mother’s dress and wrapped around. My mother scooted forward in her seat.
My girlfriend’s head disappeared up under my mothers dress, I leaned forward.
Wet noises floated up as Fiona lapped away at my mother’s pussy.
“How is it?” came a muffled voice.
“It feels weird…”
“How about this.”
My mother’s legs stiffened, her back straightened, and she let out a soft moan.
“Oh God.”
Fiona continued her magic.
“You’re good… holy shit you’re so amazing!”
A hand snaked up inside my mother’s dress, Fiona’s hand rested on her stomach.
“Oh, Fiona. Lick me! Eat my pussy!”
“Cum for me Eve. I want you to cum right now!”
My mother obeyed with a scream. Her fingers mixed with Fiona’s hair and her back arched. It looked like a series of electric shock running through her body, and it seemed to go on forever.
Fiona pulled back, her face slick with my mother’s juices, “How did it feel Eve?”
My mother looked down at Fiona with a content smile, “I’ve never felt anything close to that before.”
Fiona unzipped her black leather miniskirt and let it slide off, exposing her silk panties.
“Then how about you get down here. Have you ever heard of the sixty-nine position?”