Yuko's breath hitched. She stayed perfectly still, eyes half-lidded, letting her mother thoroughly clean her face. Kasumi's tongue swept over the bridge of her nose, then down toward the corner of her mouth, collecting the cum that had started to drip.
When she reached Yuko's lips, she hesitated only a second before licking there too—slow, careful strokes that cleaned the sticky mess while their mouths nearly brushed.
Tomiko watched with open delight, one hand resting on Kasumi's back.
"That's it… good girl, Sister. Don't leave any of it. Lick it all up for her…"
Kasumi kept going. She licked the cum from Yuko's chin, then higher again, making sure every visible streak was gone. By the time she finished, Yuko's face was clean and shiny with her mother's saliva instead of my seed. Kasumi's own lips and chin were glossy with what she had collected.
She didn't stop there.
