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ten for a ten

TRIGGER WARNING! Drug use, mdlg relationship, some exhibitionism.

This is real short. I was planning to write smut but I wasn't feeling it nearing the end. If I do end up writing some, I'll be sure to post it. 

The sun incredibly feels warm on Marina's skin. In mummy's lap surrounded by the bass of good music, what's not to enjoy? Marina doesn't find a single flaw in today's events. That is, until a horde of mummy's friends pour into the scene. Marina shifts uncomfortably in her lap; everyone stares at her, only draped in Lana's blue jean blouse and underwear.

The two had driven down from California to watch a music festival. The trip had taken two days, so they'd had been living out of Lana's car, only stopping at gas stations and restaurants for bathroom breaks and meals. Lana had always found a safe place to park after the sun had set, so for once, Marina cut her critique short. Lana wanted to save money; Marina understood. There was no arguing with mummy, after all.

Marina stops squirming when Lana tightens her grip. With one arm around Marina's small waist and one hand enveloping most of her inner thigh, Marina couldn't move. When it comes to introductions, Lana introduces Marina as kitten and slides her hand further up to cup her possessively. Marina lets out a whimper. She hopes mummy's friends won't stay long, but they park their cars beside Lana's and sit atop of the hoods to talk. One even drags an ice chest full of beers out from their trunk.

"So, Lana... your girl ever gotten high?" A young lady with purple lipstick inquires. To that, mummy lets out a sultry chuckle. Moves her hand to her kitten's throat.

"Never."

"I can give you a dime if you want to try. I know you're good for it," she replies.

Lana pauses. She imagines Marina giggling and wet under her. How cute. She supposes she could get that without drugs, so she searches for another reason. It would be funny, she thinks, and I've never seen kitten do something bad.

"Alright," Lana says, and her friend begins to roll a blunt. Marina turns her head to press her face into the crook of her mummy's neck. "Do you know what we're doing, baby?" Mummy murmurs. Marina hums a no.

"I'm just going to give you some kisses."

Marina grins and leans her head back to allow her some space. Lana gives kitten small kisses that grant her friend some time. A few minutes later, Lana had a flaming piece of paper in her mouth. She moves her previously static hand to hold the blunt and sucks in a big breath from it. With her mouth full of smoke, Lana turns back to her kitten and motions her in for a kiss.

Marina eagerly leans in to comply but pulls back a second after Lana deepens the kiss. She coughs. Their audience members laugh at that.

"Mouth open. Take it," her mummy demands.

Marina pouts. Slowly, she opens her mouth.

"Be a good girl, kitten." Her tone is dangerous, even with the cigar in her mouth. She takes some and sighs the smoke into Marina's mouth. At first it burns her kitten's throat and her eyes water from the heat, but she adapts. 

Lmao happy mother's day.