Aren't you forgetting something ?

She looks at the bowl of meat looking behind her scanning the counter not sure what Jenna's talking about she looks back at her daughter shrugging her shoulders "mmh"

Jenna hopes up onto the island crossing her arms and lags she looks at her mother "think what do you need to finish making this breakfast"

Turning around she scans the counter top once more walking back to the counter she picks up a large wooden spoon and looks at her daughter whos shaking her head putting it down she looks again not sure what she's missing she walks around the kitchen every so often picking up random things and looking at Jenna who keeps shaking her head 'no' with every step the satchel swings pulling on the claps sometimes she kicks it making it swing higher and pulling on her pussy even harder A couple of time it gets snagged on drawer handles pulling the alligator claps off her pussy lips leaving all the weight of the satchel on her clit moaning and biting the gage she looks at her daughter

Rolling her eyes Jenna gets off the island and walks over to her mother "do you want this off?" she lightly pulls on the clamp her mother nods "then think what are you forgetting" she pulls a little harder

Her mother huffs "mm mhmm hmm" pulling on the clamp Jenna leads her mother over to the island "stay" she lest go and laves the kitchen her mother puts down the bowl and waits for Jenna to return a couple seconds latter Jenna returns caring something in her hand walking behind her mother "if you can see what your missing then you cant see for the rest of the day" placing a blind fold over her mothers eyes and tightening the strap and locking the little lock taking off her mother house cot and tossing it to the corner she reaches between her mother lags pulling on the clamp a few time "don't spill any" releasing the clap the satchel fall to the ground the rubber stopper leaves her pussy with a little popping sound some milk drips from her pussy

Slapping her mothers ass "what di I just say"

"mhmph"

Picking up the satchel and placing it on the island she leans against the island tamping it with her hand "lags up"

Her mother takes a few steps back widening her lags a little and bends forward the milk in her womb sloshes around putting her hand on the floor lifting one of her lags for balance she try's to swing her lower buddy up finding it difficult with the weight in her womb Jenna slaps her mother pussy "come on up" bending her keen with what little movement she has in her boots she jumps and swings her lag up doing a hand stand for a minute the milk in her womb swishing around making it hard to stay still

Jenna helps her lean back on the island spreading her lags she rest her calf's on the island leaving her pussy opens for all to see Jenna notices how wet her mother is she leans in and lick her pussy the mixture of breast milk and pussy juice daces on her tongue "dos some one want to cum?" she starts playing with her mother pussy

"mmhpm" In her world of darkness unable to speak and see what her daughters doing all she can do is moan and trust her daughter all of a sudden Jenna stops playing with her pussy she can her walk away the sound of a door opening tells her were she went in the back of her mind "why is she in the panty" the sound of her rummaging around with in their made her a little nervous the sound of container being taken off a metal rack echo's in her mind she can hear her daughter foot steps the sound of a containers context rattle makes her hart race sudden she realises what she for got to grand earlier "mm mmh"

Smirking Jenna places the container on the island "realise with you forgot" her mother nods her head "good" she slaps her Mothers belly to see it bounce opening a drawer and pulls out 2 silver custom made speculum 1 is think and short the other long and thin taking think one she pushes it into her mother pussy squeezing the handle the speculum opens in four directions opening her mother pussy till she can just fit her hand inside

Looking inside her mother pussy seeing her cervix twitching milk in her womb squirts out leaning in Jenna nibbles on her mother clit taking the thin speculum she pushes the tip into her mother womb she slowly squeezes the handle every time their a click she bits her mother clit

in her wold of darkness her hart races with excitement and fear with every click her hart skips a beat she can feel her cervix opening wider and wider it makes her lags shake a little for a moment she gets lost in her thoughts the sound of splashing brings her back to what's happening

with her cervix fully opened Jenna stands their for a minute playing with her mothers belly watching the milk splash around taking the bowl of meat she pours the contents into her mothers womb with each piece falling into the milk her mother mons as it settles at the bottom of her womb once the bowls empty Jenna kneels down next to her mother whispering into her ear "are you ready for the next ingredient my PET?" Biting her mother ear

Kissing her mother on the lips she smiles just then and idea pops into her head standing up she walks over to the patio door just as she opens the door a faint noise caches her attention