Linda looked down at her well fucked mom, stretching, arms over her head... so much more to do... we have just gotten started bringing you back.

"All right... I can give your cunt a short break... we have hours before we have to think about anything else..."

Linda walked around to the other side of the bed, Betsy, relaxing in the afterglow, did not notice until her wrists were grabbed and Linda was pulling her across the mattress. Her eyes flew open, her legs kicked out, but only aided in Linda's designs.

Betsy ended up with her head hanging off the edge of the bed, shoulders still on the bed....