Making Her Best friend's Mother Submissive II

AS Elaine deepened the kiss, her hand, still clutching the cucumber, pressed harder against Willow’s crotch. The fabric of her panties was already damp. “So wet for me, aren’t you, you little whore?” Elaine pulled back just enough to whisper, her eyes burning into Willow’s. “All those years, and you’re still a virgin for this, aren’t you? A fresh little pussy for me to break in.”

Willow whimpered again, her eyes fluttering ...