Husband away, I invited my stepdaughter for a sensual belly button licking. Surprisingly, her friend joined in, igniting a wild lesbian tickling session. Their playful smiles and intense focus left me breathless.
When my husband isn't around, my stepdaughter knows exactly what kind of trouble she can get into. She's always been a bit of a wild child, with a mischievous grin that seems to be begging for a spanking. But I'm not her father, and I can't bring myself to play the role of disciplinarian. So, when she sneaks up on me and starts tickling my belly button, I let her. Her fingers dance over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. But it's not just the tickling that's getting to me. It's the sight of her, her face so close to mine, her breath hot against my skin. And then, without warning, she parts my legs and starts to lick. It's a strange sensation, her tongue tracing patterns across my skin, but it feels incredibly intimate. I can feel every flicker of her tongue, every soft breath against my skin. It's a strange sort of pleasure, a mix of fear and excitement, but it's definitely something I could get used to.
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