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“Yes.” I smirked back. Aunt Lucilla pressed her mouth to mine, and opened it to let me show her what Mom had taught me. She hummed her approval as our mouths rotated and our tongues entwined, and then she parted with a satisfied smile, gave me a wink that caused me to giggle, and wrapped her lips around my right nipple as Mom did the same to my left. I moaned softly as they drew my nodes to throbbing points in their mouths, and then moaned louder as their tongues pushed against me. They sucked gently; the soft, olive flesh of my bust stretching with their lips, two pairs of eyes ball gag smiling lovingly up at me. I ran my splayed hands through their hair, relishing the soft texture of it, then grasped them gently about the backs of their heads, and pushed them deeper. They exchanged knowing glances as I moaned even louder, then they pulled from my breasts, leaving purple suction marks and shining spit about my areolas. “Where do you want Mommy and Aunt Lucilla to kiss you next?” Mom grinned, the excitement shining in her eyes. “I want…” I smirked playfully, letting my finger move from one woman, to the next, “Mom to kiss my penis, and Aunt Lucilla to kiss my vagina.” “From now on, Sparkles,” Aunt Lucilla smiled, “use less medical terminology.” “Fine,” I grinned devilishly, “I want Mom to suck my cock, and Aunt Lucilla to eat my asshole.” “I think you made a mistake, Diamond.” Mom chuckled. “I don’t think I did.” I grinned back. “You act like it’s a punishment,” Aunt spanking Lucilla smirked as she guided me to roll to my side, “I just had a taste of your mother, and found that I’ve developed quite an appetite for bitchy asshole.” I stuck my tongue out at her, and she returned the gesture as she descended in time with Mom. Aunt Lucilla gripped my cheeks and spread, her thumbs BDSM pressing gently about my rim, exposing me, making me feel wonderfully vulnerable. Mom’s hands pressed softly against my pelvis, extending me further, making me feel raging need. Their mouths breathed on my respective parts, mingling the desires of my femaleness and maleness, ratcheting the anticipation of my sexual duality. I gasped as Mom’s lips enveloped my tip, and whimpered as Aunt Lucilla’s tongue began fetish circling my spokes. Mom paused to look up at me, a maternal expression on her kindly face, contrasting the perverseness of her consumption. She quirked her occupied mouth in an endearing smile, and I returned it with one of girlish excitement. Aunt Lucilla gave me a look of the utmost depravity; her sapphire irises topping the whites of her eyes, her open mouth drooling hungrily as her tongue tasted my tender, pink circle. I gave her a teasing sneer, and she gave me a wink, and pushed in. Their mouths descended in time, their faces pressing into soft taint and flat pelvis, forcing an involuntary shiver that ran from my thighs to the nape of my neck. I felt my cock bulging deeply in my mother’s soft, warm throat, and my anus opening to welcome Aunt Lucilla’s hot, wet tongue. They both rotated their sucking lips; Mom about my base, and Aunt Lucilla about my rim, and I squirmed between them, trapped in a prison of splendor, reacting to one, then the other. I gasped and giggled as I reached down and planted my hands atop their heads, looking for support in my lustful bridge. Mom’s emerald eyes gleamed their affection as she lovingly sucked me, while Aunt Lucilla’s glinted with more playfulness as she curled her tongue against my anal wall, and stimulated my pussy from the wrong side. I moaned an escalating tone as I felt their fingers slide together from opposite sides, trailing tender torture down my taint and below my shaft. 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