Hot Summer Job/See where Carrie takes this
It seems Carrie is really enjoying this, smacking about her youngest daughter's pussy. You have to imagine this isn't the first time they've played around naked, but this might well be further than Carrie has ever taken it.
You look down at the small hands wrapped around your cock. This girl is gripping you so tight that you can feel your lively heartbeat pulse down your shaft. Frustratingly she isn't doing much else with it. Your erection is just a conveniently placed handle.
Honestly, little Larissa looks a bit dazed. Perhaps mesmerized is more accurate. Her trance is broken for only a moment each time her crotch is spanked, but the rubbing that follows makes her eyes glaze over.
Speaking of rubbing, you finally clue in to where Carrie's other hand is. She's giving herself as much attention as she is her daughter.
"Are you enjoying your spanking?" Carrie asks, her voice dripping with lust.
"Y-yeah. Kinda." Larissa almost sounds shameful.
"What do you like about it?"
"Well, not the spanking exactly. Everything else."
"Like this?"
Carrie presses the length of one finger between Larissa's vulva and softly strokes the inside of her girl's slit. You watch Rissa's toes curl.
"Uh-huh."
"And maybe this?"
Carrie finds her daughter's clit and runs tight circles over it with a fingertip. The shiver that runs down Larissa's legs is plenty noticeable.
"Yeeeaaah."
"Mmmm. So will you be sad when your spanking is over?"
"A l-little."
"Mmhmm. Me too. Maybe I should spank you again later, hmm?"
"Okay!" Larissa cheerfully agrees.
"There can be less actual spanking, but we'll still call it that."
Larissa giggles a little. Your cock just throbs. Carrie meanwhile keeps going, working that tiny clit. Larissa's entire crotch is a bit pink from all the playful slapping, but she's no worse for wear. As her mother's ministrations speed up, Larissa beings to stiffen. Her arms push out, her hands sliding down your shaft and working your foreskin as her body leans away from you.