Winter Break with Mom Ch. 01

Her spasms were long and furious, sweeping her into a waterfall of pleasure that left her babbling without words.

Leslie's own breath was rapid and ragged. Her own need was strong, but for this moment... this incredibly erotic taboo moment of mother and daughter being thrown into a high beyond anything they had known... it was enough. Leslie would need her own moment, but now she looked back and forth, from one to the other as the two totally sexual beings came down from their high, gasping, whimpering, trying to touch themselves, trying NOT to touch themselves... feeling their own wet flow, feeling supersensitive parts of their bodies, and she smiled... smiled at what she had at last brought to bear, and at what she imagined the future might hold.