Mom leapt onto her daughter, slapping at her daughter’s face wildly.
“Now, you little slut,” she spat. “Let’s jus get you out of this slut suit!” She grabbed the lowcut neck of her daughter’s outfit, tearing it straight down and ripping the outfit in half and off her daughter entirely.
Her daughter was shocked to find herself suddenly nude from the waist up. “And,” she went on. “You’re wearing too much makeup for a girl your age.” She started smearing off her eyeshadow, but her daughter grabbed her wrist and tried to force her back off.
“Don’t you lay a hand on your mother!” she barked, grabbing her wrists and pinning them down. Her daughter struggled vainly against the stalemate hold.
“You can’t just hold me here forever, you dumb cow!”
“Ha! Don’t think this is going to stop me!” Mom leaned in and licked up her daughter’s cheek, smearing the blush on her daughter’s cheek with her saliva. She then straightened herself up, hooking the already partly unbuttoned center of her shirt on her daughter’s chin. She pulled up quickly, popping the buttons off her shirt and revealing her white bra and full breasts.
She swung her chest, popping one of her tits out of its cup. “That’s fancy,” her daughter noted dryly. “What the hell did you do before you met dad?”
“Backtalk’s only making it worse, you little whore,” Mom snarled, suddenly shoving her tit into her daughter’s face and rubbing it around. Daughter yelled her protests, but the amble orb rubbed all over her face, sponging up the makeup where it went. She pulled back, her right boob blotted with eyeshadow and blush. Mom wriggled her other tit loose and repeated the process before she felt a prick at her stomach.
She looked down, seeing her daughter’s nipples hardening steadily and pressing against her body. She stared down at her daughter, who was now beat red. “Are you… YOU’RE GETTING OFF ON THIS!? Your own mother!!? You really are the biggest slut I’ve ever met! If your physical wasn’t just the other day, I’d swear you’d fucked anything that moves in this town!” |