Ellen and Walter catch Terry slinking away from Gina’s front step, a brown paper bag left behind. Ellen snatches it up, opens it, and the contents make her mouth curl. They warned Gina before, but clearly mercy was a waste. Now they want payback. Gina answers the knock wearing a thin tank top that barely covers her small breasts. Ellen and Walter push past her into the living room. Ellen’s big tits strain against her blouse as she steps close enough for Gina to feel her breath. “You’re done causing trouble,” Ellen says, voice low. Walter shuts the door behind them. Gina’s eyes flick between them, frightened, but already her nipples are tight under the cotton. Ellen reaches out, slips two fingers under Gina’s chin, and tilts her face up. “Strip,” she orders. Gina peels the tank top over her head. Her perky tits bounce free. Ellen palms one, squeezing until Gina whimpers, then pinches the stiff nipple hard enough to make her knees buckle. Walter moves behind Gina, yanks her shorts and panties down in one motion, exposing her smooth cunt. Two thick fingers slide straight in, no warning, and Gina gasps. Ellen drops her blouse, her heavy breasts swinging free, then pushes Gina to her knees. She spreads her legs, guiding Gina’s mouth to her wet slit. Gina licks with quick, nervous strokes, tongue flicking Ellen’s swollen clit while Walter works his fingers deeper into her from behind. Gina moans into Ellen’s cunt, the sound wet and desperate. Ellen pulls Gina up, bends her over the couch, and presses her own slick tits against Gina’s back. Walter frees his cock and drives into Gina in one hard thrust. Gina cries out, the sound half pain, half want. Ellen grabs a fistful of blonde hair and holds her steady while Walter fucks her, each stroke making Ellen’s breasts drag across Gina’s skin. Ellen climbs onto the couch, spreads her thighs in front of Gina’s face again. Gina licks her while getting railed, tongue working faster as Walter’s pace picks up. Ellen’s head tips back, lips parted, a low moan rolling out when Gina sucks her clit. Walter’s thrusts grow rougher, skin slapping skin, until Gina’s whole body shakes and she comes with a muffled cry against Ellen’s cunt. Ellen isn’t finished. She pulls Gina upright, kisses her hard, tasting herself on Gina’s tongue. Walter pulls out, strokes his cock twice, and shoots thick ropes across Gina’s tits and stomach. Ellen smears the mess over Gina’s nipples with slow circles of her thumb, then pushes two cum-slick fingers into Gina’s mouth. “Next time you even think about trouble,” Ellen says, “remember this.” Gina nods, breathing hard, lips shiny, while Walter tucks himself away and Ellen straightens her blouse. They leave Gina standing there, marked and shaking, the lesson burned into her skin.
Ellen and Walter catch Terry slinking away from Gina’s front step, a brown paper bag left behind. Ellen snatches it up, opens it, and the contents make her mouth curl. They warned Gina before, but clearly mercy was a waste. Now they want payback. Gina answers the knock wearing a thin tank top that barely covers her small breasts. Ellen and Walter push past her into the living room. Ellen’s big tits strain against her blouse as she steps close enough for Gina to feel her breath. “You’re done causing trouble,” Ellen says, voice low. Walter shuts the door behind them. Gina’s eyes flick between them, frightened, but already her nipples are tight under the cotton. Ellen reaches out, slips two fingers under Gina’s chin, and tilts her face up. “Strip,” she orders. Gina peels the tank top over her head. Her perky tits bounce free. Ellen palms one, squeezing until Gina whimpers, then pinches the stiff nipple hard enough to make her knees buckle. Walter moves behind Gina, yanks her shorts and panties down in one motion, exposing her smooth cunt. Two thick fingers slide straight in, no warning, and Gina gasps. Ellen drops her blouse, her heavy breasts swinging free, then pushes Gina to her knees. She spreads her legs, guiding Gina’s mouth to her wet slit. Gina licks with quick, nervous strokes, tongue flicking Ellen’s swollen clit while Walter works his fingers deeper into her from behind. Gina moans into Ellen’s cunt, the sound wet and desperate. Ellen pulls Gina up, bends her over the couch, and presses her own slick tits against Gina’s back. Walter frees his cock and drives into Gina in one hard thrust. Gina cries out, the sound half pain, half want. Ellen grabs a fistful of blonde hair and holds her steady while Walter fucks her, each stroke making Ellen’s breasts drag across Gina’s skin. Ellen climbs onto the couch, spreads her thighs in front of Gina’s face again. Gina licks her while getting railed, tongue working faster as Walter’s pace picks up. Ellen’s head tips back, lips parted, a low moan rolling out when Gina sucks her clit. Walter’s thrusts grow rougher, skin slapping skin, until Gina’s whole body shakes and she comes with a muffled cry against Ellen’s cunt. Ellen isn’t finished. She pulls Gina upright, kisses her hard, tasting herself on Gina’s tongue. Walter pulls out, strokes his cock twice, and shoots thick ropes across Gina’s tits and stomach. Ellen smears the mess over Gina’s nipples with slow circles of her thumb, then pushes two cum-slick fingers into Gina’s mouth. “Next time you even think about trouble,” Ellen says, “remember this.” Gina nods, breathing hard, lips shiny, while Walter tucks himself away and Ellen straightens her blouse. They leave Gina standing there, marked and shaking, the lesson burned into her skin.
