The phone rings.

As Tiffany is experiencing the bliss of her first ever pussy licking suddenly the phone on the bedside table rings. In a state of terror and panic Tiffany immediately answers the phone.

“Yes! Hello!” Tiffany shouts.

“Tiff sweetie is that you? I thought I was calling Sophie,” states Candice, their mother.

“Yeah Sophie couldn’t get her phone and I saw it was you so I answered!” Tiffany quickly spits out. Sophia still has her face glued between Tiff’s legs.

“Well, when you see Sophie can you tell her to let me know if she’s on-call tonight?” Candice instructs. “I’m making lambchops tonight and I want to know if she wants me to save her a plate for when she comes home from work.”

“Yeah yeah Mom, I’ll let Sophie kno… Hahh Ooohhhh!” Tiffany unexpectedly moans. Sophia looks up at her playfully grinning as she continues to eat out Tiffany.

“Tiffany, what’s going on over there?” Candice asks.

“Nothing! Nothing! Just fucking around the house or whatever. You know, just being bored on a Saturday,” a stressed Tiffany replies. She lays her hand on Sophia’s forehead and pushes her away.

“Don’t tell me you and Sophie are roughhousing. You girls are too old to be fooling around like that,” scolds Candice.

“We’re not doing anything Mom! Don’t worry about it,” Tiffany says while miming to Sophia to keep quiet.

“Well alright then. I’ll be out for a little longer so make sure that Sophie lets me know, okay?” Says Candice.

“I will Mom,” replies Tiffany.

“Thank you sweetheart. Is there anything you want me to pick up from the store?”

“Uh, not really. Oh wait, we’re out of OJ."

“I’ll be sure to pick some up. See you at home Tiff."

“Later Mom,” says Tiff and hangs up.