It's Okay, We're Just STEP-Sisters! Gwen Vicious & Rebecca Vanguard

Rebecca stormed in, eyes flashing. “You used my vibrator?” The nerve of Gwen. Even her excuse—broke her own—landed like an insult. She slammed the door on the argument, but hours later walked back in and found Gwen on the bed again, thighs spread, Rebecca’s toy humming between them. The apology caught in her throat the second she saw the clean, pink slit glistening. Perfect. Not one extra fold, just bare, soft, begging. Gwen looked straight at her. “Touch it.” Rebecca’s hand moved before her mind caught up—two fingers sliding down the silky heat, parting it, feeling the tiny pulse under the skin. A soft sound left Gwen. Rebecca dropped to her knees, gripped Gwen’s hips, and buried her mouth between those legs, tongue dragging slow, then greedy, tasting the sweetest pussy she’d ever known. She sucked the swollen clit, circled, pressed, swallowed every drop while Gwen’s breath hitched above her, legs shaking around Rebecca’s shoulders.