Look at this top” the mother said to her daughter, distracting the girl from her contemplation of her mother’s odd looking pubic mound. George stood to the woman’s right, his right hand held snugly between the woman’s legs. Her daughter stood to her left, turning to look at the clothes her mother pointed to. George worked his finger around inside the woman’s hot cleft. He felt her clit and rubbed it, she was getting wetter by the second. “Isn’t this one… unnnff… isn’t it...hoo….nice?” She had difficulty forming the sentence, as she unconsciously reacted to the unexpected pleasure emanating from between her legs.
Sarah looked at the blouse, it must have been made for a preschooler, why was her mother showing her this? She looked at her mother, with concern in her eyes. Her mother reached out and grabbed the rack with two hands, widening her feet and squatting downward, giving the unseen hand more leeway to fondle her tender bits. George was now rubbing her clit directly with his middle finger, side to side, working the tiny but firm peanut, using her slick fluids to help his finger glide over her.
Oooooohhh…. Fuuuuggggg….” the woman started to shudder, on Georged’s hand. Her hips began to twitch as her orgasm approached. The woman’s eyes clenched shut as her pleasure mounted.
Mommy! What’s wrong?” Sarah’s face was a mask of confusion and concern.
Mommy’s ok….just…. Just give me a second...oooof… almost there…. Just a second baby.” she stuttered, trying to calm her child.