Hot Summer Job/Push Carrie away. You can't cum yet.
You don't want to push Carrie away. The enthusiastic and expert attention she's giving to the hardest erection of your life is amazing. But you need to. She's way too good at this. And you can't come off as some one minute wonder.
Fighting every urge to hold her in place, you instead fight her off of your dick. She's as surprised by this as you are. After a brief confused struggle Carrie falls back onto her elbows, her legs kicking out from under her. Mouth open, legs spread, she stares up at you stupefied while you both draw heavy breaths.
Carrie really does look amazing in her daughter's clothing. Kylie's top tightly hugs Carrie's firm torso. It's probably even too small for Kylie since it only makes it to the bottom of Carrie's rib cage, but the exposed toned midriff and pastel color combines to give off a weirdly slutty innocence that works so well with her pigtails.
The panties she has on are another story. They're extremely small but equally as stretchy. They have to be Larissa's, if not perhaps the oldest and smallest pair Kylie still owns. The fabric just covers her pussy, the waistband as low as the crotch is narrow. It's also sopping wet right now. The front of the pink material has turned several shades darker due to Carrie's unbridled excitement, rubbing herself against and soaking through her daughter's cartoon underwear.
She almost doesn't need it, but the rainbow knee socks are a very nice touch. Altogether, she looks more like Kylie and Larissa's teenage sister than their mom. A sister who's roleplaying as her younger siblings. A sister who's looking to get fucked in her little sister's room.
"Wasn't that okay?" she asks, concerned.
"Yeah Ca- er, Kylie, it was. But now it's my turn."
"Mmmm," she purrs, stretching her legs. "What should I do?"
You step out of your pants and look across the room. "Get on your bed."
She grins and quickly rises to her feet. Carrie lightly tugs on her frilly panties before spinning around and finding a place on her daughter's single bed. She sits demurely with her hands on her knees and her legs tightly closed. Her arms pinch in at her sides and push her tits together teasingly. The innocence pours out of her once again, eyelashes fluttering.
"What're you gonna do to me?"
You pull off your shirt to finish what Carrie started. Now standing fully nude in the middle of Kylie's room you throw your top down next to your bottoms in the most manly and commanding manner you can muster.
"I'm gonna eat you out, Kylie."
Carrie purrs again. You step forward then bend down and part her legs with your hands. Seeing that cute little kitten drenched in Carrie's juices makes your balls twitch. You get down on all fours then slide your hands up her thighs, snagging your fingers in her waistband to gain access to the pussy that the kitty is hiding.
"Wait..."
Carrie grabs your wrist. Now she's surprising you. The "teen" leans in, whispering inches away from your face.
"I want you to lick my panties."
The high pitched softly spoken words bathe your cheek with warmth and send a chill down your spine. She could have asked you to take someone's life in that moment and you would have done so without hesitation. You would take ten people's lives if it meant making her happy.
No sooner has she leaned back do you grab her knee socks by each ankle, spread her legs in the air, and dive your face forward onto her crotch. You ravenously eat Carrie out through Larissa's tiny pink panties, gently gnawing, lapping, kissing and sucking her gushing slit. You hope your enthusiasm can make up for your limited experience in this area, given how much she clearly must have. You haven't tasted much in the way of pussy before, but even so you're almost certain that you're getting two different flavours from these panties. Could she have put on her daughter's dirty panties? What a crazy thought. Just the idea of tasting Larissa simultaneously with her mom sends a small burst of precum down your shaft.
"Oooooh, Ry," moans Carrie. She kneads her chest over her top, her nipples ready to tear right through it. After a few moments of moaning and writhing she pulls her ankles out of your grasp and spreads her legs even farther apart. "Can you taste me Riley? Tell me..."
"You taste amazing, Kylie." You barely tilt your head to speak, your bottom lip still brushing her panties.
Newly freed hands slowly wander down her legs. Your fingers eventually find their way to the inner most edge of her thighs, sitting just on either side of the frilly purple lace framing her pelvis.
"I'm so fucking wet. Make me soak these panties, Riley."
That is easily done. You're drooling all over her while you lap her juices into your mouth. The lightly worn fabric is getting so saturated that it's formed itself to her lips. All but the finest details of her pussy are faintly exposing themselves through Larissa's thin pink underwear.
Carrie's ample lubrication helps your tongue glide effortlessly over the soft fabric. Gradually you're able to tongue further and further between her pussy lips, the material wedging itself between her vulva. The further you go the more you can taste of both mother and daughter. Carrie's supple mound yields to your tongue wherever you flick and prod.
This is insanely hot. But you want to take it even further.