But before I could say anything, Asha intervened.
"Mom… let me clean it too," Asha said. She didn't want to be left behind. She was getting aroused watching her mother, eyes fixed on Maya's tongue working my dick earlier, cheeks flushed deeper, breathing quick, thighs pressing together under her salwar pants.
She watched her mother eagerly, learning how she used her tongue to clean a guest's dick, her innocent curiosity gradually turning into something hotter.
"Baby… you don't have to," Maya said. "I'm your mother… let me do it." I couldn't tell if she didn't want her innocent daughter to suck a dick or if she wanted to do it herself, her voice shaky, eyes flicking between my cock and Asha, her hand still stroking me slowly and possessively.
