Bobby Redding - Mommy_s sick friends

"I don't want Claude sent away, if that's what you mean."

Ella did not hide her concern. "Why not? If I can be quite frank, you haven't shown him a great deal of love yourself, and you've opposed his mother's efforts to shelter him from certain facts of life."

"Claude needs his mother. And I need his mother. We may not be a particularly happy family, but we're a family. There is no real reason we should be apart. What we're doing is not against the law."

"There are statutes that do cover situations in which the morals of a minor are corrupted." Ella tried to sound as unthreatening as possible; Elaine could not know it, but she had no wish to go out on a limb. She saw an essential difference in her relationship with the boy.

Elaine sulked. Her eyes were glassy with unreleased tears when she exchanged glances with Ella Randall. "I am afraid…" Her voice broke. "I am afraid… I will lose Irene."

"Why? Are you sure? Perhaps things will be better. Why not think of it that way?"

The woman in the chair was almost hysterical, "Because… I'm afraid, don't you see that?"

"Yes, I guess I do." Ella rubbed her tongue against her lips. She felt embarrassed at Elaine's pain.

"There's really no reason for me to take up any more of your time," Elaine said, standing.

"No. It's really all right. If you want to stay longer, I'd be glad… if you want to." She felt pity for the woman, and if there were anything she could do to reduce her discomfort, she would have done it.

Elaine moved closer to her, her eyes absorbing Ella's sympathy. Her arms shivered at her sides as she sobbed out her pain. Ella opened her arms and embraced her, patting her head and shoulders as the woman leaned, crying, against her.

The first pressure of the fingertips against her back alarmed her. That she found the sensation pleasant alarmed her even more. Her tits went hard against the pressure of the huge cones Elaine pressed against them as she hugged her.

Her eyes widened with shock as Elaine fell to her knees and pushed away her loose skirt with her hands. One hand grasped Ella's ass cheek and squeezed it for support while she jammed her mouth to the crotch of the nylon panties. Ella tried to keep herself from feeling the tongue as it wiggled over the clitoris. But the nub grew larger against her will. She tried to move out of Elaine's grip, but the woman held on to her ass with all her considerable strength.

The hand that had seized the covered buttocks moved up to the waist of the underpants and jerked them down just as her mouth moved away from the hidden clit. She brought her mouth quickly back to the surface of the cunt, and she rolled her thick upper lip against the clit until it was a small, fleshy stone. She pushed the panties down Ella's slim legs and took tight hold of the ass cheek again.

Though Elaine was not really rough, Ella felt her strength just in the tension of her touch. She was stronger than any woman she'd ever known. When the wet tongue crossed over the naked clit and stroked the puckered labia, she knew she was not going to resist. The tongue moved inside her cunt for a moment, tasting the inside, then withdrew and pushed at the skin beneath the hair. She pulled Ella's labia apart so that she could push her lips into the gap.

Elaine sensed that the fight was over – or, rather, would not develop. She wrapped her arms around Ella's hips and pressed her hand into the small of the teacher's back. The downward pull brought Ella to the couch. She kicked the discarded panties past her ankles, and her legs spread apart, waiting for Elaine's hand to dive between them. One leg dangled off the seat cushion, while the other rested on the couch. She felt her naked butt stick to the leatherette upholstery.

Two hands pushed up under the back of her bra and expertly unclasped it. The fingers rolled under the arms and back to Ella's chest, which they kneaded and remolded while the nipples tingled with the friction of the tips and the nails that rolled over them.

She pushed two fingers against Ella's hole and rolled them side to side over the labia. They pushed back the lips and went beyond the ring of cunt flesh. The walls were dry, but the fingers moved in a single stroke until only the base knuckles remained outside. At first Elaine ran the tips against the walls, and only after a few seconds did she start to run the digits back and forth, up and down the canal, drawing moisture from the tissue and making each thrust easier.

The fingers moved out of the cunt just as Ella began to squirm with the manipulations. Teasingly sloppy, Elaine rubbed the cunt folds with four fingertips, jabbing the clit irregularly. Ella rolled her stomach up to catch the pressure on her button, and Elaine bent the fingers at the knuckle as she teased the mouth of the cunt.

Both hands moved up Ella's still-tense body and massaged the woman's breasts. Ella felt the swelling in her tits each time Elaine's fingers rolled over them. The hands pushed the aureoles down into the flesh, then let them spring back hard and ripe.

Elaine stood to undress. She stepped out of her slacks first. Her pelvis was broad, and the pubic hair – even seen through her panties – was thick, a fuzzy triangle that ended between her legs. The breasts were pillows of flesh capped by solid cherry-red tits.

"Is that the bedroom?" Elaine asked, tilting her head toward the doorway.

"Yes." Ella had never made love to a woman before. The thought of a woman's tongue in her mouth excited her, and suddenly she began to consume the sight of Elaine's body with the same feelings of appreciation she reserved for men – and for Claude.

"Let's go in, then." Elaine, already half-naked, walked to the bedroom, her ass jiggling under Ella's gaze.

"I'll undress you." Elaine said as she moved into a corner and kicked off her shoes.

Ella stood waiting. Naked, Elaine faced her, then stepped behind. Ella quivered as the large fingers played with her breasts, locking her in an embrace from the rear. She knew the outline of the lesbian's belly from the pressure of the body as it jammed into her buttocks. Elaine was pulling the hem of the skirt. Now she closed her eyes as Elaine pushed her muff against her nude bottom. The hair tickled her. Elaine's hands moved around her thighs, and the fingers pulled at the cunt lips, holding them open for a moment before they returned to stroke her ass cheeks.

Elaine released her and moved toward the unmade bed. She pressed her body face-down. Her legs were spread apart, and Ella stared greedily at the wool that pushed back from the vagina's surface. She pushed her index finger against the slot from behind. She almost expected to be burned by the heat there. Instead it was creamy, and the finger easily pushed the flaps aside. The box was moist and warm; Elaine pressed her walls close together around the fingers, but then she moved forward, dislodging them from their berth.

She turned over and sat up, embracing Ella. She touched her mouth to the teacher's, and she noted with amusement the heat of the blush that passed over Ella's face as the tongue invaded her mouth and rolled against her own.

Ella sighed as Elaine drew her chest hard against hers, their tits colliding and stiffening on contact. Ella grabbed at Elaine's hand and squeezed it. Elaine fondled her midriff, just above the navel, and Ella waited for the fingers to go lower, to fill her. The tips ran down the center line of the crevice, around which the lips lazily obscured the hole. The touch of the fingers was light and they brushed over the cunt without pushing inside.

Ella moved her mouth against Elaine's breasts and rubbed her thighs. She bent her body forward, seeking the hairy cunt with her tongue. She licked the folds and battered the clit with her tongue tip until the tiny organ was erect. She covered her lips and sucked in on the button.