Every protest Karia made seemed to have the opposite effect on her mother as if she were enjoying sexually tormenting Karia...though that was probably closer to the truth than Karia was willing to let herself believe.  Juliette's moans and panting immersed her tiny daughter in the thralls of lustful desire...the need to cum ever stronger as Karia continued to thrust her fingers into her own wet and sticky flesh harder and faster...half crying, half laughing as she masturbated while knowing that her own mother was getting off on the tiny Karia's punishment...the poor girl felt like her whole world had been turned upside down, she was starting to enjoy this to some degree, but that very fact seemed disgusting to her.  Did she long for her mother to use and abuse her like this...she shook her head a little as she pleasured herself, not noticing that her legs had slipped down the nipple until she felt the nipple flesh squeeze tightly around her lower body as her mum's finger and thumb played with the sensitive skin surrounding Karia's body.  Then she felt Juliette's finger caress her legs slightly before they were immersed in the erotic warmth of her mother's lips and saliva, the wet and slimy tongue trailing across her lower body as she was almost sucked into Juliette's mouth, the only thing stopping her being the tightness of the nipple surrounding her as Karia's tiny breasts were slapped between her face and the inside of Juliette's sensitive breast tissue.  Karia could take no more as the milk drenched down her entire form and she let out a scream of orgasm arching back as she pushed her fingers in as deep as she could reach, the climax of her sexual needs being relieved as they washed out with the milk into Juliette's mouth.  Karia was exhausted by the end of it all and everything squished up around her as she was slipped back into the warm wet confines of the breast where she ended up bunched up into a cramped section of flesh, covered in goodness knows how many fluids.  By now the poor thing cared little for anything and just huddled up shivering slightly at the thought that she'd just shared a sexual experience with her own mother...and that maybe she even enjoyed it.  Everything then went dark again as she was squashed up further, her mother's clothes making Karia's prison unbearably warm again.