No, mum, let me stay

"This time on the airship is special. Did you want to be beside Sabrina tonight?" Lucy said. "I'll walk you back."

Annie paused before she answered.

"No, mum, let me stay," Annie said. "I don't know when I'll see you again."

"Very well, dear," Lucy said. "Let me cover us up, it's chilly in this little closet."

In the narrow cot that the airship crew had set up for Lucy, mother and daughter snugged up on their sides. Annie's breathing soon became deep and regular, with a hint of a snore now and again. Lucy's peace was disturbed by an unseen but very real third presence in the room. Though Lucy had wiped Annie's face with a moist handkerchief, the scent of Sabrina's cunt clung to her daughter's skin. She kissed Annie gently behind the ear and tasted Sabrina there. Lucy's mind projected the scene, Annie feasting between Sabrina's legs, Sabrina crowing in pride and joy. In the tight space, Lucy could not toss and turn nor readily spread her legs to ease herself. Indeed, Lucy felt a throb of heat more intensely from having her legs pressed together.

Lucy sighed, willing sleep.