It would be getting tastier and more fragrant, as well, her mother knew if only the glass were not between them, yielding her a perfect view but depriving her of the aroma of pussy perfume and the tantalizing flavor of the sweet goo. Her tongue darted against the mirror.

Belinda jerked her creaming cunt against the looking glass, mopping the surface. Cunt-cum smeared the glass. Jenny pressed her flattened tongue against the opposite side of the glass, slurping hungrily. She was panting and slobbering. In her heated frenzy she almost imagined that she could taste her little-girl's goo through the mirror, as if the surface were leaking and the juice was soaking through.

Her head turned from side to side and her nostrils flared as she inhaled, wanting to detect the scent of a cumming cunt. The mirror was a boon to her eyes but it was proving a hindrance to her tongue.

Belinda's thighs rippled as she slid up and down, wiping her pussy on the glass. She held her cunt-lips open wide as she rubbed het loins up and down. She slowed down, then jerked as another spasm hit her.

Then, finished creaming, she stepped back. Her lovely face was radiant with the pleasure of cumming. Overflowing juice ran down her thighs and the mirror was slathered with a milky film of cunt-spunk.

Belinda sank down onto her knees.

She pushed her face out and, to her mother's delight, began to tongue her own cunt-cum up from the surface of the smeared looking glass.

Mother and daughter were both kneeling in the exact same position on either side of the wall, both lapping away at the glass on each side. They seemed to be a reflection of one another, locked in a fevered French kiss.

But Jenny was licking only the glass.

And her sexy teenaged daughter was lapping up her own pussy-nectar from the other side of the mirror!