ALICE Ch 35

It’s hard to look away from Sasha’s body and her bobbing head.

Alice grips the sheets tighter, resisting the urge to put her hands on Sasha’s head. She wants to touch her silky hair.

She looks over in panic at Irina, who still watches contentedly. It’s obvious that Irina is cool with this, yet Alice still struggles to wrap her head around it. Not everyone’s relationship with her mom is the same, apparently.

Alice sighs in pleasure and Irina looks pleased, but in a mild, almost condescending way. As though she finds what her daughter is doing quaint. That makes a certain kind of sense; Irina is a goddess in bed. She has skills that Alice is in awe of. Sasha, meanwhile, is more like a normal person. A very beautiful, nubile, normal person. Soft pleasure envelops Alice’s cock while her nipples ache, hard and untouched in the open air.

Sasha is looking up at her. Alice returns her gaze, and Sasha takes that as a sign. She sits up and takes Alice’s hand without a word. She lies down, pulling Alice with her. Alice doesn’t resist. She finds herself over Sasha, who spreads her legs. She’s not shaved like her mother, but she is expertly landscaped. Like her mother, she has puffy lips that glisten with moisture.

Alice looks in panic at Irina, who simply returns her gaze.

There’s a pull on Alice’s cock; Sasha impatiently tugs it toward herself.

Fine. Alice is going with it. Still staring at Irina, she guides her cock with her hand, plunging into Sasha’s depths. Only when she feels those soft folds squeezing does she look down at the girl underneath her.

Sasha isn’t loud like her mother. She pants with her mouth open as Alice thrusts into her. Alice forces herself to focus on Sasha. She has to concentrate; she’s orgasmed twice already in only thirty minutes. Her cock is sore, her body is tired, and as sexy as Sasha is, Alice would prefer to rest. Maybe have a drink of water.

“Mmm,” Alice whines. The sound comes out on its own. She stiffens and her cock twitches at an unexpected touch: Irina’s hand resting on Alice’s bare buttock. She’s not even doing anything; it’s just there, on Alice’s skin.

Alice speeds up. She has ****; this is the only way that she can finish, but that heats things up for Sasha, whose gasps come in time with her bouncing breasts. It’s taking Alice so long to cum that Sasha’s getting off multiple times. She throws her arms around Alice and squeezes tighter with each orgasm until Alice can’t take it. Face to face with Sasha, she trembles all over and lets it out inside.

Sasha welcomes Alice’s weight on top of her as much as the rest and lets out a long moan of satisfaction as she feels the hot liquid and contractions inside.

Alice recovers and slides off, breathing raggedly.

Irinia immediately cozies up, but it’s not Alice in the middle. It’s Sasha. Alice looks over dazedly, seeing how Irina and Sasha’s naked bodies are snuggled together. It’s not… sexual touching, but still. Yikes.

Alice aches and it might as well be her life **** that’s oozing out of Sasha’s pussy.

Irina and Sasha are nothing if not comfortable. They look extremely happy. It’s obvious that nobody’s planning on moving.

Should Alice remain in bed with them?

Or leave?