Hot Summer Job/Let Carrie finish up
"C-can Riley come to-ooo my... next sp-anking?" asks Larissa between her stiff jerky reactions to what's happening between her legs.
Carrie looks up at you then glances down at the scene before her as if only now realizing what you're doing here. She steps back, simultaneously pulling her fingers from her own gash as well as pulling away from her daughter's. Rissa quickly relaxes, her head swinging up to then beside your hard on after she unlocks her elbows. She maintains her firm grip however, breathing heavily into your crotch as she recovers from the intense stimulation she was just subjected to.
"You should put her down, Riley."
It's been getting hard to hold the 9 year old in the air for this long, but you can't drop her just yet. "Umm... she's sort of attached."
Carrie moves to the side then gasps. "Larissa! Let go of his cock!"
Rissa laughs into your pelvis, her fingers slowly peeling themselves off of your exceptionally stiff member. You swear all you needed from her was a few good pumps to find some release.
Larissa drops her arms down, meeting the floor with her hands as you lower her. She pulls herself away while descending, soon putting herself into a 'wheelbarrow' position just before you let go of her ankles.
Carrie gestures nervously. "Go get dressed sweetie."
Rissa stands with overzealous effort. "Ooookaaay."
You pull the panties from your arms and hold them out for the nude nymph but she's already shuffling away unconcerned. WIth no use for them yourself, you toss them at Larissa's nightie.
"I'm sorry Riley," starts Carrie, with Larissa still scaling the stairs. "That was very inappropriate and I know better than that. I just... can get carried away when I get turned on like this." She waves her hand about, showing off her glistening well coated fingers. "But I assure you I - we - don't normally do this. Sure, I have my kinks just like everybody, but this wasn't... I was just too caught up in the moment an-"
You walk up to Carrie and kiss her mid-sentence to end her guilt-trip. She places her hands on you but is too caught up in her own head to embrace you in any way. When you part you look down into her eyes with as much reassurance as you can offer.
"You're incredible. And I'm pretty sure I like you. So don't worry. It was just a little fun, right? I'm not weirded out or anything and I'm not telling anyone. I'm into whatever you're into, Carrie."
The horny little milf casts her gaze downward then runs her fingers teasingly along your shaft, marking you with her musk. "You have no idea what I'm into."
You casually thumb one of her nipples. "Me, I hope."
She smiles up at you, tucking her hair behind one ear. "God you're cute. Why are the cute ones so young?"
"I'm not that young," you emphasize, but unfortunately it sounds a little like you're referring to Larissa.
"I... still need to leave."
Carrie tugs her panties into place, then wiggles back into her tube top as well. She skirts by you to retrieve her jean shorts and swiftly pulls them on. When she looks back at you though she grins, eyeing you up as you stand proud, stiff, and completely naked in the middle of her kitchen. She saunters back over to you then bends down to plant a kiss atop your hot meat. She rises to place a hand on your chest and give your cock I gentle squeeze.
"Save this for me, okay?"
"Yes ma'am. Er, Carrie."
"Hmph. Careful now. That is, if you want to fuck me ever."
You swallow your tongue. You absolutely want to fuck her, ravage her, pound her endlessly. You watch her ass rock from side to side while she walks toward the door. Before she rounds the corner she looks back again giving you one more sultry look.
"You know, you could just stay..." you muse aloud. She just smirks at you.
"Goodbye, Riley."
With that, she leaves you. She leaves you as hard as a diamond to be accurate. You have got to bust this nut. And you'd rather sooner than later.