It had been 3 weeks since my lovely daughter Moss had come to stay with me and it had been heaven. I'd been getting to bake more and more which was always fun, especially since Moss was always so eager to lick up the leftovers.
"Moss come here baby, I just finished pouring the brownies and someone needs to help clean up the batter." I hear the patter of her feat coming closer to the kitchen. Does it sound like her steps are getting heavier or am I just imagining things. I drop that line of thought when she rounds the corner and let's her jaw drop to the floor.
Im leaned back against the counter, batter covering both of my tits and my stomach as well.
"Aren't you gonna lick the bowl clean baby?" I ask, tried to put as much arousal into my voice as I can.
My sweet girl lunches at me and eagerly starts licking up batte. She takes longer around my nipples when she hears my soft moans at the attention there. But then all her attention is entirely fixed on cleaning up every inch of my belly. I whimper and sigh at the welcome attention as I run my fingers through her hair. When shes finally licked up every drop Im able to pull her up and kiss her breathless in thanks.
"A kitty tongue bath is the best way to get clean," i start to drag her to the couch, "before getting dirty."
This is sooooo yummy (pun intended :3), I would absolutely love to lick mommy clean just like this 💕
Thank you mommy 🥰
