Jane took a deep breath and prayed to the gods internally, even though there weren't any that could help her in this situation. Then she started with her daughter's ankles.
Kneading them softly for a few seconds, she brought her attention once more towards her legs, her right at first before shifting to her left. Finally, her toned thighs…
The faint scent of her arousal already drifted through the air, making the room carry a musky scent.
'So this was how she smelled?' I almost wanted to bury my head beneath her thighs and inhale sharply, greedily taking in the scent all by myself, but I held myself back.
I swallowed as I poured some more oil and made quick work of her inner thighs. As I approached her sacred place, I smirked and activated pleasure touch sensitivity…
