#308987 - Louise leaned back on one hand, the other guiding her daughter's head up and down as she panted through parted lips, feeling the familiar and addictive pleasure flow through her body in ways she hadn’t experienced in it seemed forever, this one session with her daughter worth a hundred with the desperate housewives of her neighbourhood. Despite her lack of practice with such quantities of cum she was determined not to spill a drop outside of her own terms. “Willow!” She exclaimed as she descended the stairs, despite her shock at the changes she was still over the moon to see her little girl, who, save for her style, just as she had remembered her, slender, lithe and shorter than her, with cute little b-cup breasts and gorgeous pale skin, just as Jane had been, almost exactly.