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Melissa probably should have been mad. Figuring out her partner Lisa’s daughter Sybil had been listening outside Lisa’s bedroom when they were being intimate was a bit of a surprise.
As Melissa planned to confront Sybil about it, though, a different type of emotion arose: lust. Sybil was an extremely cute, perky blonde, and suddenly, Melissa was having all kinds of wicked ideas.
“Come into the bedroom with me please, Sybil.”
“What is it, Melissa?”
“I know.”
“Know what?”
“About you snooping when your mom and me are having sex. Please don’t deny it. The guilt is all over your face.”
“I..um…I don’t know what to say. I’m so sorry. Are you going to tell mom?”
“Well, Sybil, that all depends on you.”
“On me? What do you mean?”
Melissa pulled her sweatshirt over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Well, I was thinking that maybe if you’re so curious about what your mom and I are up to, I might be able to help you satisfy that curiosity.”
“Melissa…I…what?!?”
Melissa held her breasts with her hands, essentially offering them to Sybil.
“Again, I can read what’s all over your face, sweetie. I’m thinking you’d like to experience making my boobs feel good. And maybe getting my leggings off and exploring down there, too. I’m happy to help. If that’s what you want, of course…”
Sybil didn’t say a word. She just approached and embraced Melissa and began kissing her. Her hands began exploring Melissa’s body and settled in on squeezing and massaging her breasts. Melissa was happy to receive all this attention.
“That’s my good girl. See? We don’t have to tell your mom anything. But let’s move to the bed. You have too much clothing on. I want to explore you, too…”
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