It was that simple. She asian was sure it had been wrong, or something - she couldn’t quite figure out how - but of course. It was right. It just was. She gently pushed Darius away, and slid off the table. Darius ran a hand through his hair. Every fibre in his body screamed at him to keep fucking Eleanor, upskirt but he had to see this play out. This had the potential to be the hottest thing he had ever seen. He leaned back, pale knuckles gripping the table, his throbbing member aching japanese and pulsing in front of him. Isabelle’s eyes grew wide with panic as her mother knelt before her. She wanted to scream at her mother to stop, stop it, it wasn’t right, she didn’t want this. But Isabelle was gripped with a fear that in fact she did want this - and that unless she got her mother to stop, she wouldn’t be able to resist. ‘Issy...Issy...you don’t look so good…’ Eleanor tenderly rubbed her knee, and smiled when Isabelle’s legs began to spread ever so slightly. Isabelle made no resistance as her mother gently pulled her dress to the side. She was now almost fully exposed, her left hand knuckle-deep in her pussy and the other gripping the chair. ‘Mum...no...we can’t…’ she cried softly, her pussy uniform oozing girl-juice under her mother’s hungry gaze. ‘You look so sore…’ Eleanor murmured, ignoring Isabelle’s protests, totally entranced by Isabelle’s energetic strumming of her slit. Her daughter’s pussy was raw and pink, her hooded clit protruding desperately. It begged to be touched, to be loved. She gently pulled Isabelle’s legs apart. There was a small puddle in the middle of her chair. Isabelle shook her head weakly. ‘No...please...this isn’t right…’ Tears welled up in her eyes. Eleanor frowned. How strange of her to say that, when it so clearly was. ‘Oh honey, you’re all sexed up and horny. You can’t think. Let mummy do the thinking.’ She leaned in slowly, feasting her eyes. ‘Let mummy eat your yummy pussy.’ Isabelle shuddered, and felt her mother’s warm breath on her moist slit, involuntarily thrusting her hips forwards. This is so wrong, so dirty...Oh God, so illicit, so teen taboo, oh fuck, it’s so hot. I need it. She reached out her hands to push her mother away, but her fingers became trapped in her silky smooth hair, and now she was pulling her mother’s head into her drooling pussy, and now she was suckling on her clit...‘Oh God…’ Isabelle groaned as she pulled her mother’s face deeper into her snatch, before crying out in ecstasy. ‘Yes! Mummy!’ The last syllable lengthened into a scream of delight, the dirty obscenities fuelling her arousal. ‘Oh fuck, lick me, please! I’m your horny little girl, yesss…’ She likes it just like her mother, Eleanor thought. “I’m going to take her asian for a walk. When she saw Ajay was more interested in looking down at her than having his breakfast, she moved a little closer and started to spoon feed him. “You are free girls, free!” she said, shaking her boobs back and forth. “Is it okay to try some of the items before we leave?” Thank God I was already seated at the table. “Mr. Moon, I’ve known the Erickson boys for several years and I can assure you they japanese are both men of outstanding moral fiber. All conversations die down at once as people take their attention to her only. I would be as caring as possible, and I would be happy just to see her nude, that uniform would be enough to keep my lust for her satisfied. He held her softly talking to her. Regular customers can have a teen ‘quickie’, for 100 if they aren’t too far away. I went to put my arm around her but she pulled away as though stung. “Who wants to take Sophie’s skirt off?” Ryan upskirt asked. Or at least no one would think they’d do.