The smacking sounds of moist kisses had been captured very well on the soundtrack, as had the ones Emmie’s tongue made when it slipped in and moved rapidly.
Emmie voiced a sound as she felt the new sensations of mom’s vagina shivering and shuddering around her tongue. I could only imagine how warm it was and how mom’s bush would feel against her nose.
The camera then concentrated on mom’s face. She was breathing heavily and she was still looking Emmie in the eyes. Then mom’s heavy breasts were shown in a close-up. They were heaving with her breaths, and the nipples were standing long and erect. Mom sighed and reached to caress Emmie’s cheek and tousle her blonde locks in appreciation to show her she was doing fine.
Then came another close-up where Emmie’s slimy tongue could be seen going in. Next her blonde head was shown from behind, bouncing between motherly and wide open thighs. The view moved to her perky breasts, showing how her nipples were erect as well.
Mom’s face came on screen again. The picture zoomed to her rose-red lips opening and closing as she sighed. Her eyes turned to look directly at the camera and Moira behind it. Then they closed and her long lashes fluttered.
The camera showed mom’s lower stomach becoming taut. Her hips shifted and she could be heard sighing deep. The picture was framed carefully. Mom’s spread thighs were visible at the sides of the screen. A dark thicket of pubic hair could be seen below, and Emmie’s big green eyes were at the center. They were blinking and shining with nervous excitement and anticipation, alternatively glancing at mom and then at Moira behind the camera.
Mom’s whimpering could be heard from outside the screen and her thighs and hips jerked hard. Emmie’s eyes widened and stared straight into the camera. Poor little thing must have been startled by her mother’s powerful orgasm. But Emmie was a caring girl, as could be seen in the next close-up where a slithering tongue and a pulsating vagina were making wet sounds together and a twitch went through mom’s thighs and buttocks.
The moment of climax was beautifully shot. It was cross-cut at perfect moments between all of the previously alternating views: Mom’s pretty orgasm face with a deep red blush rising on her cheeks and deep whimpering sighs escaping from her sensually open red lips. Mom’s big tits heaving with her heavy breathing, nipples standing tall in midst of large aureolas. A shudder going through wide open motherly thighs and a little blonde head moving between them. The slurping interplay of a girl’s tongue and her mother’s pulsating vagina. And finally a close-up of my sister’s glimmering green eyes with her nose buried in her mother’s thick dark bush as mom’s thighs twitched and shuddered.
Emmie seemed to be a bit smitten, as a shy blush had risen to her own cheeks too, and she was intently staring at mom’s reactions as her nose moved in thrusting motions in her thick pubic hair. She wanted to keep mom’s orgasm lingering as long as possible.
Finally Emmie raised her head and smiled at mom. They whispered some nice words to each other, and Emmie bent down to give a few more warm kisses. Then she cuddled against mom, laying her head on mom’s stomach as mom tousled her blonde hair with her fingers, and the picture slowly faded out.
The next sequence of the film started tastefully with yet another close-up between mom’s legs. Soon, however, the camera changed focus to what was visible at a distance above mom’s bush: it was a girl’s cute ass which, seemed to be moving with the new more youthful electronic soundtrack which had now started playing. It was Emmie, of course, who was now sitting on mom’s face.
The camera turned smoothly and showed Emmie brushing her angelic locks and biting her lip adorably as she looked down at mom. Then the view lingered and glided along her lithe body. Her breasts were even more perked out than usual, and the erect nipples were emphasizing their conical and not quite adult shapes.
Mom’s eyes were closed in concentration as she was trying to help her young daughter to reach entirely new levels of emotional experience. It was hard to get close-ups in this position, but Moira had made sure the wet sounds of her mother’s tongue playing inside her sister’s tight pink teenage pussy could be heard vividly.
Mom seemed to be trying pretty hard. The expression on her face was serious. Because Emmie’s pussy was all pink and cute and almost hairless, it was easy to see mom was trying to work on the clitoris, although her tongue often slipped in as well.
The longer Emmie rode on mom’s tongue, the redder the blush which had appeared on her cheeks turned. Her fingers moved to her own erect nipples, touching and rubbing them in an attempt to help her mom.
The slurping sounds became quicker. Mom was doing all she could and moved her tongue rapidly until it tired and she had to take it slower again. Emmie sighed a little. It was hard, but mom was taking her there, slowly but surely. She knew from experience her mother was a brave woman, who never gave up.
The wet sounds became louder again as mom repeated her attempt with quick movements of her tongue. Emmie’s big green eyes sparkled and blinked several times to indicate that mom had apparently found just the right way doing it and sliding her tongue deep enough so that everything felt just right.
The momentarily camera moved between mom’s spread legs, showing her dark bush and vagina, and outside the camera’s focus a tight little ass could again be seen grinding and moving on top of her face.
Adoration escaped from Emmie’s lips in whimpering moans. Her hips twitched and jerked, and she was glowing with blush and sweat.
When the liberating moment finally came, the camera zoomed in on Emmie’s face. Her cheeks were burning red, and she made loud whimpering moans as violent shudders went through her entire body. Suddenly her back arched and her blonde locks flew around as she was gasping for breath.
After the moment had passed, Emmie was still shivering like a tender willow in a breeze. Mom was trying to calm her down by gently caressing her ass and giving little kisses to her pretty pink pussy. When Emmie’s breath finally started evening out, mom sat up and they kissed and hugged. Then it was time for the camera to fade out again.
Emmie and mom were now cuddling together on the bed. They kissed, their soft breasts pressing together. Emmie was on top. She raised herself a little so they could look each other in the eyes, and mom’s hands moved to her perky breasts and started caressing them, her fingers rubbing the erect and tender nipples. Emmie played with mom’s larger and softer mammaries as well, pushing them together and watching them jiggle.
Mom seemed to whisper something. Emmie nodded and momentarily moved away so she could shift her legs and raise herself a bit. She turned around and then leaned over so her face was between mom’s thighs again. Mom held on to Emmie’s hips and raised her head as Emmie lowered hers. Their cuddling continued in a sixty-nine position, but the kissing certainly did not stop.