Carrie gets in position

"Yeah. You better hurry up. I feel ready to pop."

"You stay there. I'm going to get into position." Carrie slowly flips herself over, careful to keep her fingers in her mom's ass to hold the eggs in. She lays down on her back and slides back closer to her mom. She seems to get the message and lifts her ass up to make room. "Ok, then. I'm ready." She pulled her fingers out and an egg immediatly fell out directly into her waiting mouth. Carrie's mom squeezed to hold back the next one.

Carrie started to chew on the egg. Savouring the flavour. She swallowed it quickly, having some difficulty. She has never had to swallow a whole egg at once before. You are enchanted by the sight in front of you.

Once finished, she takes a breath. "Do you mind plugging me up with something? I can feel them slipping out." It snaps you out of you trance. Moving forward, you hold your hand to her ass. Pressing the egg back it. Then you get a dirty idea. With everything going on in front of you, you figure there is not much off limits now. You undo your pants and pull out your dick, replacing your fingers with it.

"Excuse me, These eggs are slipping. I can't hold them back much longer."

"Got it, I'm ready for the next one." Another plopped out and landed in Carrie's mouth. Like the first she chewed it and quickly swallowed. It went down a bit easier now that she had got used to it.

"Let's speed this up." Carrie's mom said. She sat up and put her legs either side of Carrie's face, her knees on her arms holding them securely in place. Her ass was directly on top of Carrie's face now, hovering a few centimeters above it. Before Carrie could say anything, Carrie sat back down. Her ass swallowing up Carrie's face completely. She wiggled her ass a bit to get comfortable.

"Can you still hear me?" She asked.

An affirming moan came from behind her.

"Good. Cause I am going to sit here until you eat the next two eggs. You better get eating, It must be hard to breath under there."

Another moan came from behind her.

"Good, Let's get you another snack" She see her tense slightly, then muffled chewing noises from behind her. You just enjoy the show as you continue to push your dick into her ass straining at the pressure from the eggs already filling her ass.

Carrie's mom seemed to enjoy her seat. Grinding her ass into her daughters face. The faint munching started to speed up as you figure she is running out of air by now. Eventually, the chewing stopped.

"Are you finished?" Carrie's mom asked. Hurried moans came from below. Carrie's mom lifted her ass and Carrie could finally breath.

"How was that?"

"Wonderful. I felt so helpless."

"Well, There is still more to come. Ready to go back under?"

"Yep."

"Good, Cause we are going to go for three this time." Before Carrie had a chance to answer she sat back down and covered her mouth again. Another egg **** itself into Carries mouth.

You had moved to gently fucking Carrie's ass. "Three?! Isn't that a bit much. She has to breath." You ask Carrie's mom.

"Don't worry, I just want to make it a bit more challenging. She can take it."

Carrie seems so sure of herself, it seems she is more experienced at this than you thought.

You started to look down at her body staring at her perfect tits. "See something you like". You eyes dart back up to meet hers. Flustered, you reply. "Um. Sorry. I couldn't help myself."

"Don't worry about it. A young man like yourself. I take it as a compliment." Carrie says with a smile. "Stare away... In fact why don't you lean over here and help me out." She motions down towards her.

You look down, realising what she means you reach forwards and put your hand on her pussy, massaging it. She leans forwards too, her face next to yours. She kisses you on the neck.

Leaning to the side she calls back to Carrie. "You have got to three now. How are you doing back there?".

The noises start to get more frantic. She has been down there for at least over a minute now. In your concern for Carrie you stop rubbing her mother's pussy. "Hey, Don't you stop." she snaps at you, so you restart your stroking.

The chewing stops and you hear some frenzied mumbling coming from behind Carrie's mom. She takes that as a finish sign and sits up allowing her daughter to breath again. She draws in a deep breath now that she is finally able.

"Are you Ok, Carrie?" You ask her, concerned. You wait a few moments for when she has caught her breath, and you hear a faint reply. "Yeah... I'm Okay."

"Do you want to stop?"

"No. Why?"

"It is getting a bit intense."

"Nah, I'm loving this." She replies, clearly ecstatic about what is happening. "Do you want to stop?"

"See, I told you she could cope." Her mother interupts.

"No. I was just concerned."

"Great then. Now that that is cleared up, I still have five more eggs in me. Can we get them out now?"