Yelena's body burned hotter with every passing second, sweat beading on her skin, her nightgown clinging to her curves as Mika's lips devoured hers.
Her pussy throbbed, soaked through, the taboo of being so aroused in front of Charlotte making her head spin. She was supposed to resist, to fight this spell-driven passion, but her tongue danced eagerly with his, savoring every swirl, every pull of his lips.
But still, she couldn't handle the fact that she was getting turned on right in front of her daughter, while being aggressively kissed and turned on by her son; it was simply too taboo.
So, she quickly asked Charlotte again, the sword-voice vibrating with urgency.
"Charlotte, you still haven't told me when exactly this kissing thing will get over, and when exactly he will calm down once again!"
