“I really didn’t need to hear that,” Thea mumbled before she ate a cut up piece of strawberry, and grabbed her acai bowl off the kitchen counter. “Also, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” One perfectly shaped eyebrow raised as she added, “ Because that would be a little dirty.” Her voice gave no hint of her playfully mood, but her blue eyes did.
“Please, like you’ve never gotten a little too much cum in your mouth to handle?” Mia asked, as if it was an everyday occurrence--and on some of her days, it was. “I’m sure my mom has had her fair share of experiences like that, too.”










