Claire had moaned again, finding the feel of the woman's finger against her clit made the words feel all the more real, words that made her all the wetter for the woman, this woman. Momma. She had continued to do as she was told, unable to stop herself moaning again, she loved the feel of Momma's finger against her and she loved that she felt so safe. So wanted and so loved.<br/><br/>As Katie-Jo promised to behave she smiled. "Are you begging me?" Her words were softly teasing. She had moved to setle over the girl now, letting herself rest near the girl's lips but not over them, not yet. "Tell me what you want to do to me."