Sleepin Around!

"The Mighty B!"

'Sleepin Around'

WARNING! THIS FANFIC CONTAINS SEXUAL THEMES THAT MAY RENDER A FEW STOMACHS UNSTABLE INCLUDING ORAL SEX, THE USE OF ANAL BEADS AND A STRAP ON DILDO, SEXUAL LESBIAN ACTION, BONDAGE OF THE VOCAL TYPE, FINGERINGS, TO INCEST AND ONE VERY MESSED UP SLEEP OVER! PLEASE, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THESE THINGS (unless curiosity gets the best of you and forces you to read this) HOWEVER, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO READ THIS THEN BE WARNED FOR STRANGE THINGS MAY OCCUR AT YOUR NEXT SLUMBER PARTY!

It was heading on sundown and Gwen was quite excited. Portia had planned a sleep over and only her closest friends were invited, so hopefully, no Messie Stinkenbottom to ruin it! Packing everything she needed, she started to fantasize about everything they would do. Make overs, gossiping about, one who really hadn't need be named, telling juicy secrets! She could hardly wait! She was even tripping her own two feet with all of her ecstasy! Gwen herself knew if she had ever been this excited about anything, that it would end up much better than her last experience! However, it would have been best if she hadn't gotten such hopes up about this sleep over, for what she had been expecting would be far more exciting than ever expected!

Arriving, she had little processing time to notice no one else was there, and, that Portia had been waiting for her. Perhaps, she was early. "Hey. What's up girl? Where's everyone else?" Portia merely grinned somewhat deviously down upon her. "No. You're not early Gwen. In fact, you're right on time." Gwen noticed she seemed to be refusing to make her eye contact, and it seemed she had been thinking of something...dirty. "So..." Gwen couldn't come up with much to say, as she was very disappointed about the lack of guests and atmosphere. "Why isn't there anyone else?" Replied Portia, a slight off tone in her voice. "...and, why..." She still didn't get to finish. "...aren't there any snacks?" "Yeah, and how do..." Still, she never got to finish what she was going to say! "I know exactly what you're going to say before you say it and finish your question for you?" By this point, Gwen was at a total loss of words! "I know things Gwen, and I do know we're going to have a great time tonight." Gwen perked up a bit. Maybe it would be so bad after all! "But...how? No one else is here!" "You're my closest friend Gwen, so, I planned, a special sleep over, just...for the two of us!" She sneered as she began wrapping her arm around her. Gwen had been used to this kind of contact, but not with this new tone of voice. "Well, that was nice of you." Her excitement began to come back. "So. What are we going to do first? Make overs? Telling secrets?" "I've got something far better than any of those!" Gwen could now feel the rush of energies surging through her veins. "But, I'd rather we go to my room first." What was this? Portia hardly ever took her in her room! She knew, if this be the case, it had to have been something extra fun!

Upon entering, Gwen noticed she shut her door, and even locked it. Now, a new feeling of excitement ran through her system, and not much of a good one either. "Uh, Portia. Why did you lock the door?" Portia swiftly turned to her, her eyes, a fiery burning rage of uncertain energies, passion and power. Though, that smile never left her face. "I'll tell you why!" With that, Portia ran to her, pinning her down upon the bed. The one below now had the feeling of adrenaline rushing inside of her, sweat starting down her face, eyes wide, senses alert. "We're going to play a game, a...very special game." As she spoke, she took her pillow and held it high above her. "Portia. Don't you think we're too old for..." Before she had time to finish, she was struck with that soft object upon her face. Gwen was at an unfair loss of soft weaponry! "You know you like this." Portia laughed, hitting her several more times. A smile came over the face of Gwen, as she found herself, most certainly enjoying this. She started to laugh, just what Portia wanted. A distraction! Using the light weight weapon to pound her backside, Portia skillfully began to weave her fingers through her shirt, finding that bridge between clothing and skin. With a few tugs, she began to make out her white and red heart cluttered clothing underneath, loving the idea of what she was about to do. Gwen became aware of that sensation, but her movement to playful escape only made it worse! Portia tried to make it as much of an accident as she could, and went in for her first kill. Reaching out, to place her hand upon that small area of bed, bringing up her fingers, then brushing them over her sensitive fabrics. Portia hoped she wouldn't notice, and that subconsciously the idea would take root, but no avail.

Gwen squirmed, gasped and gave a small yelp, a pleasure of agony taking over her entire body, her fingers digging into the soft sheets, face pink, body and mind, a complete sensation of sexual tensions. After her fast paced rage, she persisted Portia continue. Just as Portia had done, she herself made everything she did seem as an accident. Bringing up her legs, she was able to slip out of her first layer of bottom clothing, and persisted with her top, positioning herself so each time Portia struck, the force would lift her shirt. Portia felt what she was doing, and ran her fingers up her spine, sending electric jolts of ecstasy through Gwen. No fooling Portia Gibbons! Writhing again, she became to her ability to slip her head from her top, but Portia was all too far well conscious of what she had been doing! She took to her immediately, grabbing at her, this time, being more conscious of the fact she was now being purposeful of her actions, wrapping her arms over her body and finding her chest. Gwen took her liking to this immediately, positioning herself so Portia could better find her soft spots. Portia was somewhat amazed at how Gwen had been, actually helping her out instead of resisting her fingers and touch! Gwen gave a squeal as soon as Portia ran her fingers over her two tender areas, driving a sensation between her legs wild. Feeling her dear friend atop her, giving her unspoken messages of arousal, drove her to long for the contact of fingers, tongue, something! Anything to scratch that itch she felt inside of her! Gwen released a moan, hopefully, Portia would respond to this, and, she did.

"You like this, don't you?" Portia said with a slight malicious tone in her voice. "I told you it was going to be special." Gwen moaned louder, parting her legs out of sheer instinct. "Portia." She sighed, now caught up in her moment of lust. A telepathic vibe ran through the two females, Portia needed no words to tell what Gwen desired, and her hand started to wander down her spine, finally, scraping down her feminine parts, aching for touch. She had been obviously, highly sensitive from her aroused nerve endings, for Portia had barely touched her. Immediately, Gwen released a powerful lust filled groan, her spine arching, breaking into a hot sweat. "Portia! Portia please! Do that again!" Those feelings, the tickle of fabric and the strokes of fingers were almost maddening. Carefully, Portia evoked upon her request, now moving to her small mound of unsupervised flesh, making Gwen shudder and convulse at the new wave of painful pleasure. Gwen almost screamed, only if it weren't for that heart ridden line of clothing blocking the way! "Oh Gwen. You like this, I can tell." Gwen felt her breath getting faster, and an odd sensation ran through her members. Suddenly, she felt herself wet! Portia grinned, seeing the liquids soaking through. She stroked her, this time with greater pressure, loving her sensation of feminine fluids! Gwen now gave to her a very gutteral groan, her arms extending over her head, fingers, just about on fire. Portia's mouth grew wet, her tongue longing for taste, hearing her groaning was almost enough to give her a nerve to chew her out! Eating her friend...was for later! Using all of her wits to prevent herself from giving way to sinking her teeth into her, Portia found herself kneeling, to give her a quick lick over her now soaked through fabrics, Gwen writhing and biting her lower lip, trying her best not to scream. Portia moaned at her taste, only arousing Gwen to an even further extent. Only now, instead of a moan, or a grunt even, Portia could barely make out the light shudder of a whimper, and finally caught sight of her needful eyes. Gwen, it appeared, to be almost in tears, looking behind her to see what Portia had been doing, and knew, right away what she was hoping for. No time for that! No fun and games! Portia needed to get to work! Portia moved away, and a loud whimper came from Gwen's throat. Though, louder, much louder that her last, it seemed to be very faint even, she had to strain just to hear it. Noticing her highly disapproved grieving, Portia knew just how to answer her cry. "Don't worry Gwen, the surprise is, just around the corner." It seemed Portia had been going under her bed, having a bit of trouble reaching something. "Portia...what are..." Suddenly, she silenced.

Portia was holding something in front of her, and it took Gwen the moment of beginning shock to recall what it was. Her eyes became wide, though, it made her mouth wet, and not just limited to oral. From what appeared to be some sort of high end fashion accessory, with its pink coloration, dotted with diamonds, it sure made Gwen feel inspired to take it for a spin! The diamonds were dazzling, she had over come the overwhelming shimmering beauty to see that there was another piece to it, long, and rubber but oddly, purple in color. Portia gave her another sinister smile. "Gwen." Her voice, harsh, firm and filled to the brim with lustful ache. "Do you know what this is?" Her grin expanded as she spoke. The only thing she could do was nod, face getting a deep pink. "Good...do you, know how to use it?" From their distance, a noise of panic, but also need and desire plunged through the surface of the silence that surrounded them. Gwen was practically frozen! Not with fear, or dread. With want, need, desire, attraction, admiration's. Portia could hear her silent answer, and proceeded, taking another item from behind her back. This time, Gwen was over run from shock and vague disgust, her face even getting a nice shade of green and red. There was a long set, about eight to ten rounded spheres, chained together, like prisoners, one right after another, it seemed as if to be a chain gang! "Don't worry. I cleaned them just before you came over." The disgust left from the face of her friend, eyeing the beads. Though, that kind of penetration Gwen had been curious about, especially after stumbling over a few lesbian porn sites, that was all her fantasy, never a reality check! The next thing Portia uttered made her flinch, but not so because of the content, just the factor of shock and overwhelming senses. "You're in for a real treat tonight Gwen!" As Portia approached, a wave of dread came over Gwen. She didn't know if she should flee and get help, or, if she should stay and enjoy of it what she could! Either way, she found herself gradually getting wet, the thoughts of such a loyal and dear friend, not just liking you for a friend, but...this! This was mad, uncalled for, but, for some reason, so what she desired.

"How do you want me?" With that, Portia began to wrap the band around her waist, but Gwen stopped her. "Portia. Don't!" Portia only answered her with a cruel smile, a nasty set of words upon her tongue, feeling her fright, enjoying that look of adrenaline in her eyes. "Too bad Gwen! I'm going to be slamming this into you no matter..." Gwen persisted, this time, cutting her off. "No, no. I want you, to take your clothes off. Please!" Her voice crackled, her breathes, heavy and deep. Portia ran her tongue thoughtfully over her three teeth, at the sight of it, poor Gwen only became further aroused. "It's...more natural, and...I'll enjoy it, more." Portia was fully amazed! Her willingness! Her courage! Just how...daring she was! Portia was willing to make her a game out of all this. "Okay Gwen, if that's how you want it...but, we can't have mommy hearing you when I make you scream!" Pulling something from behind her bed, was something shiny, round. Tape! Gwen became frightened, but before she even had time to react, Portia was all over her mouth with the tape. Though Gwen had heard her, she was still shocked about this! But, after recalling how she had nearly screamed at the top of her lungs a few times already, figured, not even the mattress, a pillow, or even her own two hands would be able keep her silent. She, they, both knew, when ever she herself got excited by arousal, an atomic bomb of screams went off, and Gwen just wouldn't be able to stop. Portia knew this, for a few times, she had accidentally aroused her and she would turn into a regular heap of weep, and Gwen knew, as soon as Portia found herself aroused, it would stay on her mind for at least a week, many times, she would have to pleasure herself a few just to soothe the aching passion. Either that, or she would grow stubborn, using every single bit of energy to get what she wanted, not stopping for anything. Gwen could tell she had been planning this, and, she knew that...occasionally, her and Portia would mess around with each other, but, nothing, never like this!

She was so caught up in her past memories, she hadn't even noticed she was carefully flipped over, her arms pinned, and Portia was about to lick her bare chest until her breath made every nerve come alive, a wet tongue to follow. Gwen whimpered, her face contorting to that of a sad puppy expression, as the wet slab of hot lubricated flesh made its way from her one stimulated side to her other. Oh! How she knew Gwen just longed to rip that tape from her mouth and let a horny cry escape! This only made her grip tighter, knowing just how much she willed of doing so. The thought caused her to move faster with her strokes, gazing into Gwen's needy eyes, as she attacked her bare young under aged chest with her tongue. Dazed, confused, but longing. A glimpse, and her eyes went shut, the tension in her muscles ceased, taking in a breath of the lust flavored air, fondling her nasal scent receptors, arousing her taste buds, and making her lungs orgasm, pining for more of that aroma. Portia let her grip ease, and soon, Gwen went straight for the two, one toward Portia's chest, the other, gliding down her stomach, begging to greet her small stiffening rod. Portia never allowed that, slapping her hand away and pulling down her last bit of clothing, being sure to let the feeling of cool air against her moist entrance stimulate her. Within moments, Gwen twitched, and Portia persisted. Tapping her, Portia could make out her pulse running through that small area of exposed flesh, her contact, only making it more alert. Gwen tried her best to scream, but the tape made it sound more like a muffled moan. It was now that Portia made her move as she quickly discarded her night shirt. Gwen broke into a sweat, knowing, she was getting ready for the main course. "Don't even think about taking that tape off!" Gwen knew, by instinct, never, ever to go against Portia. She was the dominant, and one must never double cross a dominant! She knew how mean she could be when disobeyed, or, just even disturbed, and submissively lowered her head, giving Portia the up most authority. Portia put her foot upon her and pressed her to the bed. Reaching between her legs, she gave her a light set of strokes. "You wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you?" Without warning, Gwen gave a pained shriek, Portia giving her a rather nasty scratch over her small stimulated bud, not enough for blood, but enough to cause her to draw away from her. Gwen moaned in pain, but soon, pleasure dominated, her strokes becoming increasingly calm. "I didn't think so, and if you even so much as give me the hint you're thinking of disobeying me...I'll...never, give you pleasure like this, ever again! You want to have a special sleep over...right?" Of course, Portia had been lying, but Gwen sure didn't want to risk missing out on this wonderful sleep over! As she spoke, she ran her fingers over her neck, across her chest, stomach, but never did she allow herself to dive between her. Gwen started to convulse in rather horrified fear, a phobia even! Using her best pleading eyes, she nodded, eager. Suddenly, Portia took a dive between, and lapped at her River Nile, and giving her nub a small flick. Gwen squirmed and tried to position herself lower, longing for more of her hot tongue. "Good. Okay Gwen. I'll be willing to reward you now."

Flipped over again, now upon her stomach, Gwen waited for anything. "You're such a good friend." Said Portia to her. Her words of affection were by now words of abuse, all of the over stimulating lust, confusion, desperate measures growing inside of her. 'Oh why don't you just get on with it!' She screamed to herself, phrases of mental speech she hoped could reach Portia's ears. "You're loyal, trustworthy...I wouldn't want to have any other friend." Her words were such torture, Gwen could hardly concentrate upon the three orbs that slipped down into her sewer pipe. Upon noticing it, as soon as she finished her words, Gwen tensed, squirmed and squealed, the very strange feeling of round objects sliding into her drain, somehow, very stimulating, and...highly pleasurable! Gwen started to come about a wave of painful happiness, realizing, just how grand this sleep over would be, despite the fact sleep would come from a long way away. Gwen was by now, aware of two more slipping inside, that agonizing jolt of joy, a sting, a burn, tears, marching their way from her tear ducts. Five! 'Just five more to go!' Gwen thought, the pace, agonizingly slow. She arched her back, longing for her to finish it off, looking at her soulful, pleading eyes, Portia granted her. But...she still wanted to torture her! Finally, the pace went fast. Five. Four. Three. Two! One...never came. Gwen, hot pink in the face, used her eyes and mental power, asking her why she had quit. Looking behind, she discovered Portia, her teeth over the loop, she had been using her teeth to insert the beads, Gwen, was highly impressed! Portia gave her a nod, wearing a devilish smile flattered by her words of wisdom. Somehow, she had managed to get herself into the Strap On with only a hand to use and help her, seeing her, wearing this device, a pleasure center to the senses, a loud buzzing in her ears, pleading, to feel that deep, powerful, pleasurable plunge. Portia heard her whimper to her, wide in the eyes. She understood her, and answered her plead, semi indirectly. "Oh Gwen...I can't just go...rushing into these things." She was speaking dangerously slow, enticing Gwen. She whined through her tape. She was getting ready for weeping. 'Why don't you just shut up and have your way with me?' She screamed through her head, her own voice pounding within her brain. "I need patience. It's...kinda hard doing this...to such, a good friend." 'Of course she's lying! You've got to be lying!' Indeed, she was! "But...if you insist...if you...really, want me to do this...if you're, absolutely sure..." 'OH COME ON! JUST SHUT UP AND SLIDE YOUR COCK INSIDE OF ME!' Gwen was to her breaking point with her rageful hate filled crying, she tried as hard as she could to hold on, don't shed a tear! Portia could see that rage growing from her eyes. "Well...if, you insist...if you, really, must, have to insist...I'll just have to give you my best!"

On that final word, many things happened. That last orb fell inside, her penis filled her up, and two set of fingers ran over her aching member. She could no longer hold back upon the tears, the long awaited pleasure, now a torrent of torture. Her face came red, and she screamed as loud as she could, burning, strain, sting, pulses of tears, tearing through her ducts, and finally making it out in, not just a simple stream, but a spray as her tear ducts came, landing their juices upon the bed. Gwen writhed, the tension of sensations, all just too much for her, if it could get any worse, she could feel Portia...pulling, then...pushing! Gwen, for a moment, let her eyes wander to the back of her head, and pulling out, Portia held her by her arms, slamming in her member, hard, and pulling upon her arms, yanking her body with her thrust, causing Gwen to release another sealed cry of agonizing glee, sweat now falling from her hot body. Portia, though completely shut away from much physical pleasure, still, the sound of her lover's pleading cries, seeing herself atop, knowing, good and well she had been deep inside, pleasing her so, just that alone was enough to get her going to her physical limits. Portia moaned to her, feeling herself getting a physical response to her groaning and muffled screaming. "Gwen! You're a wild one tonight!" She bellowed, still repeatedly slamming herself into her wet slick entrance. Gwen only screamed louder, her words making her ever more aroused. "You like that? You like this Gwen?" If only she could get rid of that tape she could tell her how much she enjoyed this!

Suddenly, Gwen broke out into an all over trembling seizure, when there came a vibration deep within her insides, normally, she would have hardly even felt it, if she hadn't been so stimulated! Portia could sense her dangerous intoxication upon her senses, and began to get more forceful within her, pounding, thrusting, pulsing. Using just about every muscle she could, she continued to beat her insides out, Gwen, now sobbing like a starving candy deprived child, kicking and screaming. "That it Gwen! Scream for me! Scream as loud as you can! Let me know just how good I make you feel! How much I'm pleasing you! Let me hear it! I want to hear you scream, plead, and beg for mercy!" She couldn't. Not with that blasted tape! She could have taken it off, but she knew Portia would be furious, ruining their little...'sleep over' and, the fact that she had her arms firmly in her grasp. She did the best she could, even trying to scream words from the vocal restraint. "Oh Portia!" Gwen cried, despite the mask of tape. "Yes! Portia! Harder! Please harder!" She found her body convulsing and writhing, trying her best to communicate to her master, to tell her just how much she had been delightfully enjoying this. Portia began to come to speed, noticing Gwen's attempted speech, but still she refused to listen. Gwen now was beginning to wonder if Portia heard her, which, she thoroughly could. She just wanted to continue torturing her best friend! For her, it would be more enjoyable!

Again those fingers ran through her foldage and small collection of nerve endings that had clearly been starving for attention, throbbing, and highly sensitive, driving Gwen mad. After that, she needed Portia to go faster! It was very hard for her to catch her breath, mouth sealed off from the air. "Go faster! Please Portia! Go faster!" She begged, Portia, still refusing to listen to her. However, Portia found herself getting up to speed, feeling her own urges controlling her body movement. Portia, just because of mere lust, stimuli, felt herself approaching her explosives. Finally releasing her arms, she reached under her, finding those two buds of nerves and attacking them, no mercy for Gwen at all, her thrusting becoming more intense. Now, Gwen began to flail, writhe and kick in all of the shame and torture Portia had been putting her through, her cries only getting louder the faster Portia went. Suddenly, a horrible concept ran through the mind of Gwen., hearing just how pleasured Portia was, she moaning and even releasing squeals of ecstasy. 'She can't hear me!' This wracked throughout her entire body, sending shock waves of pain through her core. 'No matter how loud I scream, she must not be able to hear me!' Now, fear caught up to her. Her screaming became intense and harsh, she even praying that, somehow, she could show Portia the feelings she had been giving her. Her face grew red, realizing there may be no other way than to wait until finished. Her thoughts were beaten down as two fingers ran down her member, another tickling her bosom, this time, it continued! She longed desperately to penetrate her mouth, but removing the tape would be far too risky! Suddenly, Portia slammed down into her, finally, the pace was picking up! Portia continued with her grunting, moaning and squealing fit, calling out her name several times, Gwen lost count of just how many times she had called out her name, Gwen too lost her count of how many times she tried to call out Portia's name! "Oh! Oh Gwen! You're soaking!" This was true! This had been the most liquid Portia had seen out of her and she only knew more of that savory juice was just around the corner! Portia licked her lips, imagining the taste, arousing her even more, her own orgasm approaching. Portia now gave to her sex partner all of her exertion, beating her out as hard as she could, feeling he own juices spilling over her legs on to Gwen, she just far too terrified to take much more. Without warning, the vibration was sent sky rocketing, and Gwen was thrown into orbit, and exploded all out over Portia. Just the sight alone got Portia screaming and spraying herself! The feeling of those beads sliding out one by one, those fingers over her throbbing aching nub, fingers grazing over her chest, now resting upon her backside, to dig in and even build to a bleeding point, Gwen, could not handle this anymore! The colors in the room came together, creating an eerie sickly brown, black, then...nothing, for sure, she had fainted.

However, she could still feel every nerve in her body, burning, white hot on every nerve, her heart almost bursting open, between her legs, throbbing and hot, swimming in a pool of orgasm fluids and sweat laced with adrenaline. Had she fainted, or just been over blown by her sensational experience? Portia couldn't tear herself away from her orgasm, she continued to scream her lungs out, kick and pound into her friend, sweat and tears raining down upon the one below. Finally, after about 30 seconds, she settled, and withdrew her penis from inside Gwen, removing her tape, a long line of saliva clinging to it, in which Portia eagerlingly lapped up, before diving between Gwen's legs and drinking her spill, as if it were some life saving potion, she even licked away the few four marks she had left upon her backside, the mixture of salivations, sexual fluids and blood, a glorious trophy of her hard work. The two now lay together, Gwen still shaking from the after math of her battle, eyes bloodshot and tearing. "Thanks! Thank you Portia! That was...the best...sleep over...ever!" Portia gave her a quick lick over her mouth, then implanted her tongue within, Gwen cringed upon tasting her own fluids, a taste of self cannibalism in sorts, but pleasure drove it away, the sour taste. "And you wanted more guests!" Gwen smiled to her, swiping her hand over Portia's wet area, and giving Portia a taste of her own medicine, with which, Portia gladly licked away. Portia then leaned to Gwen's face and lapped away her joy filled tears of ecstasy, even weaving her tongue up her nose, with which, Gwen had to consider most odd, but strangely erotic, as Portia lapped away her nose tears. Suddenly, the two were surprised to hear someone at the door, however, it wasn't a knock. It was more of a moan. Quickly dressing herself, Portia replied to the answer, the moans getting progressively louder, and her face grew red at what she saw.

Her own mother, leaning against the wall, a hand within her pants, pleasuring herself. Portia merely gave a small laugh and approached. "Mommy..." he began, startling her as she quickly withdrew away her hand, cheeks rosy and warm, she even falling to the floor in her panicked stumbling. "Oh! Portia dear! I, was...just..." Portia, yet again interrupted her. "Save it. I saw what you were doing, and it was pretty clear just what you were doing!" Mrs. Gibbons looked around in haste, trying her best to escape being told off by her own daughter. "I, was...wanting to know how your sleep over, was going...and, I heard some, interesting...sounds...and, I...wanted to know..." She now tugged at her collar, Portia knew by instinct she was at least half way lying. She turned to face her, longing and begging nature in her eyes. "...is, there room...for one more?" Before she could even finish, Portia was already dragging her into her room. "Of course! What good is a Honey Bee sleep over without the scout leader?" Sneered Portia, lust filling her eyes to the brim, beginning to strip her mother bare. Mrs. Gibbons, upon arousal, Portia knew all too well would do things she never would have done anytime else. "Portia. Be a good girl and..." Portia knew just what she had been asking, and answered her before she could even finish, stripping herself. "Okay mommy. Are you ready for this?" She asked, watching her mother continuing to pleasure herself. "I'll take that as a yes!" Mrs. Gibbons immediately took a seat next to Gwen, positioning herself perfectly for Portia, and, if need be, Gwen, who happened to perk up right as she approached, and she suddenly came to life, eager, for more pleasure, and the pleasuring of others, and spoke, voice filled with energy and new found excitement. "Alright Portia! Let's be sure to give our Queen extra attention!" Gwen sneered, embracing Mrs. Gibbons from behind, as Portia started to sneak her fingers between the legs of her own mother. "Sure thing! I'd better get praise for doing this!" Said Portia abruptly, stroking her mother's member, Gwen attacking her fully developed chest, as the Queen started stroking her own daughter at her side, reaching behind to find Gwen's sweet spot. "Anything for my darling Portia!" Said the lustful mother with a grateful lusty smile toward the two girls.