Yelena's eyes trembled slightly, but she nodded obediently, a soft, loving smile curving her cum-smeared lips.
"Yes, Mama! Give it to me!" Charlotte opened her mouth wide, tongue out, eyes pleading. "Give it to me, please! Give me Mika's thick sticky seed!"
Yelena leaned over, cupping Charlotte's face gently, and opened her mouth.
A thick, creamy stream poured out—white and viscous, warm from Mika's release, dripping straight onto Charlotte's waiting tongue.
Drip!
Charlotte moaned, eyes fluttering as it hit, the salty, musky taste flooding her mouth.
"Mmm...So good…" She whispered, tongue swirling to catch every drop, swallowing greedily as more flowed down.
Yelena tilted her head, letting it pour faster, the stream connecting their mouths like a filthy, intimate bond.
"Drink it all, sweetheart." Yelena murmured, voice tender and encouraging. "Taste Mika's seed…"
Charlotte swallowed in big gulps, throat working, some dribbling down her chin onto her breasts.
