Ellie pulls her mouth off of Missy's neck and looks up at her sweetly as Missy gives her a warm smile, while reaching down and gently brushing a hand through her hair. Mother and daughter stare at each other for a long moment that seems frozen in time as the forbidden desire for what must come next grows in each of their hearts.

Missy, her eyes locked onto her daughter's like a laser, slowly pushes her body upwards against the red pillow she is reclining against, while at the same time carefully snakes one hand around the back of Ellie's head tangling it once more deep in her luxurious black...