“Chloe, What Are You Doing Up Here, Almost Naked? Why Aren’t You Downstairs At The Reception?”

“Chloe, what are you doing up here, almost naked? Why aren’t you downstairs at the reception?”

“Lynne, I’m really glad you married my mom. She sent me up here. Just like she sent you up here to find me like this. We wanted to give you a very special wedding present—me.”

Chloe laid back on the bed, keeping her legs spread. Her bare mound glistened. She moved her hands down to her pussy and spread open her lips. Lynne let out an audible sigh.

“Oh, my…”

“I’ve been up here rubbing while waiting for you. I’ve been so excited for this moment. Will you help me finish?”

Lynne’s brain could focus on nothing but Chloe’s beckoning wetness. She was on the bed, mouth firmly affixed in no time. Chloe moved her hands to the back of Lynne’s head, pulling her in as snug to her sex as possible.

Chloe’s climax did not take long. Her having already started while alone, combined with Lynne’s frenzied attack, resulted in a very quick and intense orgasm. Chloe shouted as she bucked on Lynne’s tongue. Lynne may have had a mini-climax of her own, just from the sheer lustfulness of the experience.

Lynne didn’t stop licking, couldn’t stop. Chloe never wanted her to stop. Lynne moaned into Chloe’s wetness as she surrounded her face with Chloe’s tastes and smells. Chloe went off again, this time squirting some of her juices into Lynne’s eager mouth. That had never happened before for Chloe.

Lynne pulled up from Chloe’s pussy. Her face was a total mess. But her eyes were still on fire from what had transpired. Chloe just looked up at her and smiled.

“Welcome to the family, Lynne. Let’s go fix that face and get back to the reception. Mom is going to be so happy.”