Julie took Hannah's hand, her fingers trembling slightly as she guided her daughter to the washbasin. The scent of our lust still hung heavy in the air, musky and intoxicating. [This girl... If she knew it was Jack's cum... no... I will not let her know... fuck, my pussy is still dripping... omg how much did Jack really come inside me...]Her mental voice was a desperate whimper, her thighs pressing together as another droplet of my seed leaked from her pussy.
Julie's breath hitched, her hands trembling as she tried to wash the evidence from Hannah's fingers. "You shouldn't... You shouldn't just lick things like that, sweetheart," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
I noticed Julie's eyes blushed, and she looked annoyed when she looked over at me, and I couldn't resist teasing her. "Oh... Hannah," I said, my voice filled with amusement. "I am glad you liked... it was because of Aunt Julie's effort that this sauce came about..."
