Collateral Squirtage

Elexis Monroe wipes down the counter when a wet patch on the floor stops her short. She squats, fingers hovering over it. "How the hell'd this get here?" She scans under the fridge—no leaks. Then another slick spot appears a few feet away. Eyes narrowed, she tracks the trail through the hallway until she's staring at Adriana Chechik's shut bedroom door. One more puddle glistens just outside the threshold. Elexis lifts her hand, inhales, tastes. Salty, creamy. Her pulse kicks. She knocks once, barely waits. "Honey, know why the floor's soaked—?" Adriana yelps. "M-Mom, shut the door!" Legs pinned back behind her ears, Adriana pumps three fingers into her dripping cunt, hips jerking like she's riding a live wire. "Shit—!" she gasps as pressure surges. Before she can yank her hand free, a thick squirt rockets out in a high-pressure jet and splashes straight into Elexis's open-mouthed face. Elexis coughs and flails, wiping hot juice from her cheeks. "What the—?!" Adriana sits bolt-upright, slick tits heaving, wet spots spreading across the sheets. "I-I can't believe I just—Oh fuck, Mom, I'm so sorry!" Elexis spits the taste from her tongue, accepts the offered tee. "You're telling me that pussy can do that on its own?" Blushing, Adriana laughs nervously. "Once I figured it out it felt so damn good, I couldn't quit." The room goes dead silent for a breath, tension thick. Elexis rubs her thumb over Adriana's knee, eyes dropping to the swollen lips peeking around the pillow she clutches. "You wonder how it feels with fingers that know what they're doing?" Adriana bites her lip, not shrinking. "...show me?" Elexis's grin spreads slow and hungry. "Babygirl, it only gets better." A playful little laser-beam glint flashes behind her lashes. Sometimes a surprise facial and some soaked sheets are all it takes to make step-mommy and daughter partners in cum.