Mama test her out a bit

"Come and get me, baby," Mama said, arms out wide. Even to her own daughter, the sight was mouthwatering. Petty cautiously approached her and threw a light punch into her stomach. Mama's soft belly dipped in a bit, but she chuckled off the blow.

"Don't bother hitting, baby. You're not a power girl at all. Try a hold, why don't you?"

Petty took a deep breath and leapt at her, wrapping her legs around her waist and grabbing onto Mama's tits. She squeezed and kneaded her nipples, Mama moaning softly. It would have been easy to pull her into a smother from here, but she'd let Petty work her way up. "Why stop there?" she teased.

She reached under Petty's bottom and ran her fingers along Petty's young pussy. She groaned and slowed her attack. "Ignore it, baby. You're better than just some soft, gentle fingers pumping that hot, soaking pussy, aren't you?"

Petty was indeed already wet, and getting worse from the talk.