Mommy Screams

Scarlett turned around, displaying her bareback to Kristen.

Kristen licked her own lips, hungering over it.

Scarlett did this to make sure that Kristen wouldn't see her when she would slip her hand inside her jeans.

But Kristen got another treat.

What was that?

Scarlett's fucking huge ass!

Those massive cheeks were trapped in her jeans, and Kristen enjoyed the hell out of that view.

Kristen raised her hand, wishing to give her a hard spank. But she let go of that thought, trying to maintain some boundaries.

Scarlett attempted to slide her hand inside her jeans. But it was fucking tight around her waist.

Kristen asked, "Can I help?"

Scarlett sarcastically replied, "Sure you can."

Kristen wanted her approval. She knew that it was pure sarcasm.

But Kristen was someone to grab juicy stuff when the opportunity arrives. She grabbed Scarlett's arms, wheeled her around.

Scarlett, obviously puzzled, was now facing Kristen.

Kristen dropped to her knees. Unbuttoned Scarlett's jeans. Pulled down the zipper. Slipped it down to her ankles in a swift motion.

Before Scarlett could realize, she was standing in her blue panties before her.

Scarlett pushed her back, "What the fuck is your problem?"

Kristen made fake googly eyes at Scarlett, "But you're the one who said..."

Scarlett was getting so frustrated and angry, "That thing is called sarcasm, bimbo."

Her voice was so loud that Jenna heard her from across the room.

"Is everything okay, Mum?"

Hearing her daughter's voice made Scarlett soft. "Yeah, Booboo, everything is fine."

Scarlett then turned to Kristen, scolding her in a loud whisper, "My daughter could've heard us."

Kristen said, staring at Scarlett's panties, "But you're the one who raised the voice."

Scarlett was so tired of her, "Eyes up here, perv."

Scarlett then knew she had to do what Kristen asked. So her hand slipped inside her panties, and she pushed one finger inside, letting out an involuntary moan, "Ahem."

Kristen was looking at Scarlett's panties the whole time, observing the movement, "Two fingers. More smell."

Kristen was annoying as fuck!

Scarlett plunged two fingers inside, letting out a suppressed scream, "Mmmm... Aaah."

Kristen muttered under her breath, "So hot."

Scarlett didn't hear her. She had enough pussy juice on her fingers, so she pulled them out.

Kristen looked at those glistening fingers of Scarlett in amazement.

She took Scarlett's fingers and brought them closer to her nose, sniffing them, "Yes, I could see that Jenna is really yours, and your vagina hasn't been fucked for months."

Yanking her fingers back, Scarlett replied, "Don't say unnecessary stuff."

Although Kristen's words were white as milky truth - Scarlett's pussy had been untouched for months.

Kristen looked deep in Scarlett's eyes, "Let me focus now."

Suddenly, her eyes began to roll in her eye sockets, and she began to hover in the air.

Scarlett was scared for a bit.

But then, abruptly, Kristen fell down on the ground. Kristen's face had something else. She wasn't joking anymore. She was scared too as she said, "I saw her. Completely naked. An orphan. A doppelganger of Lana Rhoades."

Scarlett realized that she was still in her panties, so she pulled her jeans up, "That's what Jenna said. Lana Rhoades."

Kristen's tone had turned mysterious, "Now I have to find out why she is here, and in the meantime, you and Jenna should research Lana, watch her videos together; maybe you'll discover something."

WAS SHE TELLING SCARLETT TO WATCH PORN WITH HER DAUGHTER?

Scarlett told her, "But those are not the kind of videos we could watch together."

Scarlett's jeans hung at her waist, but her button and zipper were still open, giving a glimpse of blue panties inside.

Kristen bent like a gentlewoman, pulled up her zipper, and buttoned it, "Sometimes, answers are hidden in the most uncomfortable situations."

Assigning Scarlett a difficult task, Kristen left their abode.

Every single minute passed like an hour for Scarlett as she was immersed in her thoughts.

It was midday, and Scarlett and Jenna had just wrapped up lunch.

Jenna was wearing a short frock. She was running outside chasing after a squirrel. That thing went up a tree.

Jenna looked up at the squirrel from the bottom of the tree. Now she was gonna climb it.

Scarlett, dressed in a brown tank top and a knee-length black skirt, stood by the window, watching her. She found herself lost in thought, wondering how to bring up the idea of watching LANA RHOADES with Jenna.

The ghost problem needed a solution.

As Jenna moved, her frock's hem snagged on a twig, tearing it even more. The frock, torn and now barely covering Jenna, extended only to the point where the lower edge of her panties was visible.

Scarlett, excited by the sight, accidentally squeezed her own boob. Quickly realizing her inappropriate reaction, she scolded herself. She shouldn't be thinking about Jenna in that way.

The urgency of the Lana Rhoades situation made Scarlett hungry for answers, and she decided to take the risk.

Calling Jenna, she said, "Booboo, come inside. The ghost hunter asked us to do something."

Jenna replied, "Coming, Mum!"

Scarlett didn't wanna focus on that, but the way she said COMING made Scarlett even more horny to make Jenna actually cum.

Scarlett shook off the distracting thoughts, slapping her cheeks lightly and scolding herself mentally - BEHAVE, SCARLETT. BEHAVE.