#180302 - Anna’s tongue massaged Mary’s as her young, expertise fingers pulled open the denim and were thrust onto Mary’s wet mound. Dad started looking over at me and started reminding me of how good it felt for him to be inside me and when I went to the kitchen to get some ice to cool down, he followed me in and started to kiss me and fondle me and turning me on and we just ended up on the table,” Anna blurted out, barely taking time to replenish her lungs and feeling indeed after her explanation. “Do you like that mommy? Huh? You like it when your little girl plays with your pussy?” Anna asked Mary while her fingers stroked up and down the outline of the older woman’s slit, pressing down on Mary’s hard clit.