What Anne wants and Jamie needs.

The trio quickly made their way to the changing cubicles, leaving Addie behind to stare down any overly curious onlookers and watch their bags. As the hurried movements shook her body, Jamie couldn't help but groan, still lucid enough to try and keep her voice down. Monica's tits pressing against her felt so soft... But the amazon's tits weren't the only ones that commanded the futa's attention and continued to make her arousal worsen: Anne hurried along beside her, always taking care to stay in her daughter's field of view. The older woman's hands held on to her bikini top, ostensibly to keep it in place, but the way her arms dug into the soft flesh of her bust and a few not exactly unintended nip slips betrayed the truth.

When they reached the shed, Monica realized that it was worse than they thought: One stall in the middle was already occupied, the walls didn't even reach the ground and the flimsy doors left gaps to the frame all around them. The amazon pulled a face; even if she stood guard, this wasn't a good idea by any stretch of imagination. But judging by the way Jamie bucked her hips uncontrollably, eyes rolled back in her head, it was their only option.

"In with you!" Monica set down the trembling futa, shoving her inside a free cubicle at one end of the shed. "Anne, help her. But keep. It. Down!"

"Like, duh~!" Anne rolled her eyes. "I don't wanna get arrested and stuff."

Flouncing in after her daughter, she immediately pulled Jamie into a tight hug, trapping the futa's head between her huge jugs and her cock between her thighs while Jamie clung to her for dear life, desperately bucking her hips.

"You poor thing~..." she cooed, stroking Jamie's hair. "Mommy's going to, like, make it aallll better..."

With deft fingers, she untied the pareo and threw it on the board that served as a makeshift bench at the back wall. Then, shifting aside her bikini with the same hand, Anne revealed that all the teasing had affected her as well - Jamie could her mother's slick labia caress the futa's swollen head even through her own bikini briefs. Immediately, she began humping into Anne's thigh gap, smearing her swimsuit with the older woman's juices, earning a warm laugh from her mother.

"Easy, baby girl, easy. Let mommy just..." Reaching between them, Anne pulled Jamie's bikini bottoms off the futa's cock, grabbing it tightly, causing her daughter to whine needily. Not for long though; Anne was just as eager as the redhead. Not wasting any time on teasing herself, she slipped her daughter's engorged cock inside the velvety, tight channel that had birthed her. "Aaahnnn, baby girl, it's even bigger than I remembered..."

Jamie barely heard her, every fiber of her being focused on the sensations from her crotch. With her hands grabbing her mother's expansive ass tight, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, the futa pistoned in and out of Anne. Gasps and low moans rose unbidden from her throat as she felt her rock hard shaft caressed by the slick folds sucking it deep inside them greedily. Jamie could feel the cum glands she had instead of ovaries churn and expand, creating a sensual tightness in her lower body as pre began to bubble up her length.

"Ooooh, baby girl, we have to be, like, quiiieeet~..." mewled Anne, her own moans not much more quiet than her daughter's. "But how, uhmmm... I know!"

With that, she cupped Jamie's chin and, pulling it upwards, made the futa stand up straighter until they were face to face. Mother and daughter looked into each other's eyes, their faces a reflection of the other: lust-filled, half-lidded eyes, jaw hanging slack, a fierce blush from arousal and exertion... even their intermingling moans and squeals seemed to mirror each other. Jamie was much too out of it to care, but Anne, for all her airheadedness, knew they were being too loud. But she knew exactly how to make them more silent.

"MMmmffh!" Jamie's eyes shot open, her blissful stupor broken by the feeling of her mother's plump lips on her own. Anne's tongue quested forwards and, emboldened by the futa's lack of resistance, invaded the redheads mouth. At first, Jamie froze, only her hips pumping back and forth almost of their own accord. But the pleasant tingle from her lips quickly had her reciprocate clumsily, not having gotten much practice with Micaela. Anne didn't care about any lack of technique, however, wrapping her arms around Jamie as she continued kissing her daughter hungrily, their moaning muffled as their hot breath raced through their noses instead.

Anne wrapped one leg around Jamie's hips, the new angle giving the futa better access to plunder her mother's pussy, cock hitting the older woman's cervix with every stroke, causing her to squeak excitedly into Jamie's mouth. Running her hands over her daughter's back, Anne made sure to rub her chest across Jamie's, their nipples sliding over each other's - Anne's top had long since slipped off her breasts, Jamie's didn't fare much better after her mother's enormous tits slid over it. The added stimulation to her recently enlarged chest had Jamie weak in the knees, hips going from frantic pistoning to slow, powerful thrusts.

"Oh god Mom, I ca-- I can't..." Jamie gasped as she broke off the kiss to answer her lungs **** cries for oxygen.

"I know, I knoooow~, baby girl," Anne stage-whispered, meeting Jamie's hips thrust for thrust. "Just, like, pump me full of jizz whenever... I want my baby to feel good and stuff..."

Jamie was on a hair trigger after the events of the stroll to the beach, and her mother encouraging her, coupled with the way Anne flexed her abdominal muscles to wring the cum out of Jamie's shaft quickly any restraint the futa might have had left. With a deep, rising moan that was quickly silenced by another hungry kiss from her mother, Jamie felt her cum glands contract and her lurching cock expand, slit gushing with girlcum, her dick following suit as her swimmers poured into Anne, the sticky fluid seemingly unending as the futa's whole body shivered and trembled in her mother's embrace. But even as Jamie's orgasm petered out, the pair continued the kiss, Jamie quickly picking up on how to read her mother's reactions. The futa was by no means a masterful kisser yet, but she was figuring it out quickly. At first, Jamie had felt weird about kissing her own mother, but seeing as she had been balls deep - or rather snatch deep as she didn't actually have a scrotum - inside Anne, kissing was nothing to get her panties in a twist about.

A knock on the door made the whole shed rattle and the two broke of their kiss reluctantly, Anne reaching behind her to unlock the door. While Jamie's cock slowly deflated, the pair turned in place until both could look at Monica, Jamie thankfully, Anne a bit annoyed.

"Monicaaa~! I, like, wanted to keep cuddling a little," she whined, hugging the futa against her soft bosom, Jamie feeling the abundant titflesh all against her upper body, arms and sides. Not a bad feeling at all, she mused.

"Cuddle all you want once we're back with Addie," Monica hissed, jerking a thumb back behind her. "But right now, we need to go! There's some people over there that might have heard you!"