"Tell me, baby," Ann urged, knowing the words but wanting to hear them come from her daughter.
"Oh, cunt… and things like twat and snatch and that kinda stuff," Misty said, laughing softly.
"Cunt," Ann said softly, the word exciting her. She had wanted to say them before, but shyness prevented that. Now she laughed lewdly. "Cunt, pussy, twat, snatch! Oooo, they sound good, Misty!"
Misty giggled and hugged her mother tightly. Ann returned the pressure, and within a few more moments, they were sound asleep.
CHAPTER THREE
Ann came awake quickly.
The hand caressing her firm, arching tit startled her for a moment, then she remembered. Turning to face Misty, she smiled at the softly giggling girl.
"What a way to wake up," Ann murmured. "Feels good, though," Misty replied. Without a trace of shyness, Ann twisted on the bed and faced her daughter, quickly pressing her lips to Misty's. Then she swung her long legs over the bed and stood up, her gown falling past her hips. She stood and looked down at Misty, taking in the sight of the sweet, lovely girl from head to toe.
Misty's gown was rumpled around her waist, and with a smile of pleasure, she parted her legs teasingly, exposing her sugary cunt.
Ann was aware of the warm feeling in her pussy, but she was not blushing. For a moment, she gazed at her daughter's cunt, then turned and started for the adjoining bathroom. As she was pulling her gown off, Misty came in.
With a smile, Ann leaned over the tub and turned the taps. Her naked ass was presented to Misty, and the little girl began running her hands over her creamy ass cheeks. Ann gave a low gurgle of pleasure and remained bent over longer than necessary.
When the tub was filled, Ann climbed in and looked up as her daughter stepped into the water, too. They sat facing each other, water swirling about their waists. Misty was fascinated by her mother's arching, pointed tits, and Ann thought her daughter's tits, although small, were the cutest things ever.