My Step-Daughter is a Squirter

Zoey’s fingers work fast in the bathroom, rubbing wet circles until hot spurts fly from her cunt and slap the tile. Pussy juice splashes up her thighs, pools at her feet. Christie steps closer down the hall, completely unaware until the open door puts the mess right in front of her. She freezes. Zoey scrambles for a towel, snaps that knocking exists for a reason, then darts to her bed with Christie right behind her. Christie stands at the edge of the mattress, eyes wide. “I’ve never seen anything like that,” she says. Zoey grins, legs still open, and tells her it’s just another kind of orgasm. If Christie wants a lesson, Zoey’s happy to give one. She guides her step-mother’s hand between her legs, tells her where to press, how deep, how steady. Christie’s fingers sink in, find the spot, push. Zoey’s whole body jerks. A hard jet catches Christie across the mouth and chin, another splashes over her tits. Warm and slick, it runs down her skin. She moans at the feeling, leans in for more, already hungry for the next gush.