Tracy didn't protest when she felt her mother's hand starting to slide up her thigh beneath her skirt. It felt good to her, hot and slightly moist. Neither spoke now, but their breathing was loud, coming in excited gasps as they kissed and licked at the other's mouth and lips.

Susan slowly shoved her hand along the satiny flesh of her daughter's thigh, afraid that Tracy would, at any moment, stop her. The feel of her daughter's thigh was good on her hand, and she inched her fingers higher. Finally she was brushing the soft hairs of Tracy's cunt, making Tracy twist and squirm her ass with pleasure. Tracy opened her legs invitingly, and Susan slipped her fingers between them. She felt the wetness on her daughter's inner thighs, the still warm slippery jism. A shiver of ecstasy rippled through her.

"Bill's come juice?" Susan asked in a thick, throaty voice.

Tracy nodded. "After you left, he fucked me between my legs. We both came again, Mother."

"Ohhh, nice, very nice," Susan moaned, running her fingers in the slippery juices near her daughter's cunt. "Can I… you know, see it?"

Tracy nodded, pulling away from her mother and sliding her skirt up. She lifted her rounded ass and pulled her skirt to her waist, spreading her knees. Susan gazed down, seeing her daughter's cunt, seeing the soft triangle of curling hair, the pink and still wet lips of her pussy. Jism glistened on Tracy's smooth thighs with a drop or two still lingering near her clit.

The curves of Tracy's ass, too, were wet with it.

Tracy saw her mother's expression, saw her eyes gleaming and the way her tongue licked across her lips. Susan ran her fingertip into the jizz, then brought it to her mouth. Tracy watched her mother lick it away. "You like it, Mother?" she asked in a throaty voice, feeling excitement building inside her body. "You like Bill's come juice?"