Dress Up Daughter

Mindi Mink swings open the door and finds Uma Jolie, her daughter’s best friend, standing on the porch. “Come upstairs a sec?” Mindi asks, all smiles. Uma’s got places to be, but she shrugs and follows anyway. Mindi hands the teen a pair of jean shorts and wants her to try them on so she can picture them on her own kid. Uma kicks her shorts off; Mindi leans in close and sniffs. “What perfume is that?” When Uma says she’s not wearing any, Mindi grins and points to the girl’s underwear. “Mind if I get a whiff?” Uma hesitates—Mindi’s literally her best friend’s mom—but Mindi coos that she can be Uma’s mommy too, and the panties come off. Mindi slides out of her own, swaps them into Uma’s hand, then reaches behind the girl and unhooks her bra. She palms the teen’s perky little tits before guiding Uma’s hands to her own heavy, natural rack. Uma feels weird being bare while Mindi’s still dressed, so Mindi peels off her dress in one quick move. Naked now, the older brunette pulls the girl onto the bed and starts kissing, squeezing, stroking every inch of smooth skin. Fingers trail down Uma’s soft inner thigh, slip under cotton that’s already damp, then Mindi’s mouth replaces them—licking, sucking, owning that swollen clit. She climbs on top, lines their slick pussies up, and rides the teen hard, grinding deep, faster and faster until both of them shake through a loud, messy orgasm.