Helda Calms the Daughter Down…

Being a singer, naturally Taylor kept excellent care of her body & face. Helda could barely believe the woman had actually come out here looking for her lost mother & sister… well not lost, she refused to treat her two lovers as anything but equals. Sandra was going moving her architecture firm here. Melissa was going back to school after her third child.

Helda greatly enjoyed fucking babies into them but refused to just use the perfume to get her way. Therefore their interests began to shift back to be similar as they were before. However, Sandra was committed to having as many children as possible with Helda. The nutritionist & doctor had told Sandra how to have healthy & strong children without all the left over fat.

Of course, chemicals were used but those had already changed the geography of their relationship & unneeded as far as she was concerned.

Except they were needed for Taylor. Helda had indeed received a frantic call from Sandra about how her other daughter was likely coming to confront Helda. Sandra was highly intelligent like her daughters & recognized the similarities with how her daughter reacted to her & Melissa being blissfully happy, & Sandra’s own story.

The favorite tools in Helda’s arsenal of seduction, was her perfume that was laced with exceptionally powerful aphrodisiacs. The warning had come in time for her to prep herself with the meeting. She had not known that Sandra’s daughter was the singer Taylor, but she was as biological as anyone else… just like Rocketgirl.

Taylor had unknowingly walked into a trap, of which even she would be unable to fight her way out. Maybe without the six deep breathes she would have stood a chance with her immense willpower. However, she did unwittingly take those deep breathes, & unbiddenly put herself on the same path as her mother & sister.

Helda tilted her head with a warm but knowing smile as Taylor’s beautiful nostrils flared out as she deeply inhaled again. She began unconsciously shifting over closer to Sandra. With the experience of countless seductions Helda knew the time to strike was now.

Taylor gave a vexed sigh as she was pulled into a lover’s embrace, with Helda intimately put an arm around.

In Taylor’s delicate ear, Helda whispered with her deliciously melodic voice. “You need a good fuck. If you let me in, I can help you.”

The deep red crimson coloring Taylor cheeks was a first for her. No guy had ever dared be this forward with her. The sexy counselor’s words & smell slowly began to get pointed out in Taylor’s mind, she was beginning to realize how her mother could fall for someone while she was already married & fall for her daughter’s own lover.

The neck of the counselor seemed to be the source of the wonderstruck scent that was sending Taylor for a loop. Without knowing it, she began nuzzling the neck of the woman seducing her.

Without hesitation Helda ripped Taylor’s clothing starting with her white leather biker’s jacket. That revealed a tightly fitted pink cardigan blouse, which Helda lifted over Taylor’s head. She was in too deep now to save herself, and so she only helped her enchantress undress her.

Helda’s mouth began to water as Taylor reached behind & unsnapped her bra. Her A cup breasts were smaller than her mothers but more than enough for Helda to enjoy. The breasts were exquisite on her lithe but svelte frame.