'Kiss' hardly did it justice. They weren't lovers - they did love each other but in a somewhat different way - but with everything that was going on around them, from Emily's perspective at least, the kiss she was giving Scarlet was by far the most erotic and arousing kiss she had ever given anyone before. She'd kissed a few boys behind the bike sheds and stuff but this was amazing. It helped enormously that someone was sliding their fingers in and out of her pussy while she was kissing Scar. That it was her mother was just so incredibly wrong that that made her even more aroused. While they were still kissing - tongues were really odd things, they were slippery as hell and yet you couldn't help but try and curl them around other tongues - Emily felt Scarlet shift closer and then do 'something' to Katherine. Emily couldn't work out what it was, but Katherine shuddered suddenly and the rhythm of her finger got completely messed up. Emily would have mewed petulantly had Scarlet not been filling her mouth.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Emily felt her mother grip her neck and head and pull her upwards. Mother was immensely strong and there was no point trying to put up any resistance to her.<br/><br/><em>"Mmm, my turn,"</em><br/><br/>Emily's head was turned and in a moment she had been pulled away from Scarlet and was now locking lips with her mother. Katherine could<strong>kiss!</strong>Scarlet and she had danced around in each other's mouthes. Their tongues had slid against each other a bit, and they'd tried to jink and probe and grab each other's tongues several times without success. Katherine had no such problems though and she instantly curled her larger tongue around her daughter's one and proceeded to suck the living daylights out of it. Emily had the most lewd thought she'd ever had in her life before. If Katherine could suck the living daylights out of a tongue, what on earth could she do against other things. The mere idea made her shudder.<br/><br/>She let out a moan and then a petulant mew when the kiss was broken. She gulped down air like she'd been without for a full five minutes. She had bare seconds to recover though as her mother was nowhere near done with her.<br/><br/>She let out another mew of complaint as the fingers were withdrawn from her pussy. She'd never had anything up that far for so long before, and now she felt her muscles unconsciously gripping against fingers which were no longer there any more.<br/><br/><em>"Taste yourself Emily,"</em><br/><br/>The order was clear. Two of her mother's fingers were right by her mouth. They were covered in glistening wetness. Her wetness. From inside her. Now her mother wanted her to taste herself. She looked up at her mother, seeking reassurance. There was 'something' in Katherine's eyes. Love, for sure. She never looked at either of her daughters without there being love in her eyes even when she was angry at them. Now though there was something else in them as well as love. Emily felt herself get immediately ten times wetter than she had been when she realized that it was lust. She bobbed her head forward, took the fingers into her mouth and did her best to copy what Katherine had done in her mouth as she tried to suck the hell out of her mother's fingers. The taste was quite strong in her mouth but not unpleasant. How could it really be unpleasant. It was of her.