Tales of Romance and Desire in mom and daughter bondage

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in mom and daughter bondage. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “mom and daughter bondage,” she sighs, “please mom and daughter bondage.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “mom and daughter bondage!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “mom and daughter bondage”.