Push the boy aside and lick his sister's abused pussy

From Create Your Own Story

You give the boy a shove, sending him stumbling towards the police officers. They react predictably by grabbing him, leaving you free to drop to your knees between the stunned Valerie’s legs.

“Toni?” your husband says.

“Ma’am, please, step away from the victim,” an officer says.

“This girl has just been subjected to sexual trauma,” you say. “The only way to counteract that is by giving her sexual pleasure. Only another woman can give her sexual pleasure without being threatening. Also, the endorphins that her brain will release at the moment of orgasm will counteract the pain that she must be in from the rough treatment that she’s just experienced.”

The officer looks like he wants to protest, but your words are calm, measured, and sensible. No one tries to stop you as you part Valerie’s legs and lower your face to her snatch. Valerie groans as you slither your tongue in between her folds. You raise your arms above your head, blindly feeling your way up her body until you find her breasts. You gently squeeze and caress them while your tongue teases her clit out of its little hidey hood. The girl coos and squirms beneath you. Your own clit throbs with need as you tease hers with your tongue.

You hear a zipper unzip. You suspect that Mr. Smith is losing himself watching your public display of lesbianism. You’re too engrossed in pleasuring Valerie’s pussy to look up and confirm what Mr. Smith is up to. You speed up the tongue-lashing that you’re giving to Valerie’s clit and let your tit-squeezes get a little rougher. Valerie’s moans increase in volume until she climaxes, shaking beneath you and gushes her love juices over your face. A mini-climax ripples through you and you wet your panties.

“Okay, ma’am. I think you’ve done enough.”

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You are possessing:
Mrs. Smith
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