"Just...not a word, ok?" You said with one last apprehensive look before meeting 'Heather' for the kiss, a growing heat being felt at your core from how wrong, but how right the kiss felt, your mother expertly guiding Heather's tongue against your own mouth, pushing you back even as you two had your fun.
"Mhmm, I approve Tim, thats a good start..." Your mother smiled with half-lidded eyes, wolfishly smiling at you as she finally, for the first time in many years, had some fun of this level. Even if it was through her own daughter, she obviously didnt care.
Your hands found their purchase against your sisters breasts, softly squeezing down on the perfect and soft hand holds, almost seemingly made for your hand as they molded to the shape they were squeezed, exciting you both further as the kiss turned into a full makeout session, your mother's experience clearly shinning through Heather's young body.
It was nearly too much, unfair with just how good this felt.
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