Aunt's Gonna Catch Us!

The three women linger over dinner like nothing’s wrong, but India keeps her foot pressed to Adriana’s ankle under the table. Christie talks about her absent husband and the empty bed waiting at home. Adriana, all bright smiles, offers to share her room for a slumber party. India’s kick lands harder this time. A quiet argument in the kitchen—Adriana hissing that her aunt will catch them, India sliding her hand up her stepdaughter’s skirt anyway. They kiss hard until Christie’s voice breaks them apart. Back at the table India slips beneath it, napkin in hand. Her tongue finds Adriana’s pussy in seconds. Adriana grips the chair, breath caught. When Christie asks if everything’s fine, India reappears with wet lips and a grin. Dessert tastes even sweeter after that. Later the lights go out. Christie’s breathing turns to soft snores. India’s fingers slip between Adriana’s thighs, working her clit until the girl has to bite the pillow. Pleasure climbs fast. Adriana comes with a sharp cry that wakes Christie. The aunt stares, scandal blooming across her face, but India’s touch is patient, coaxing. Soon Christie’s nightgown is open and two eager mouths fasten on her full breasts, licking and sucking until she stops pretending she doesn’t want it.