Your Stepsister's In Charge

Penny pauses at the door. "Do what your sister tells you," she tells Summer before stepping out. The moment she leaves, Aften's smile turns sharp. She orders Summer to dance, to strip, to bare every inch for her pleasure. Summer rolls her eyes but peels her clothes off. Her small tits rise with each quick breath; Aften's larger breasts strain against her own top as heat builds between them. "On your knees," Aften says, pulling her shirt up. Summer takes the offered nipples into her mouth, sucking until they're stiff and wet. Aften pushes her down onto the couch and climbs over her, turning so their mouths meet slick, open cunts. They rock together in a messy 69, tongues working, moans muffled between thighs. Aften disappears down the hall and returns wearing a strap-on. She lines the thick toy at Summer's entrance and thrusts in, steady and deep. Summer gasps, gripping the cushions, taking every inch. Footsteps sound at the door. Penny freezes, keys still in her hand. For a beat, no one moves. Then she crosses the room, fingers closing around the harness at Aften's hips. "My turn to give orders," she says, voice low. She guides Aften onto her back and motions Summer forward. Together they strip the strap-on away and pin Aften between them. Penny's fingers slide between her stepdaughter's folds while Summer kisses and bites at her neck. Aften writhes under the sudden, exacting attention, learning exactly how it feels to be told what to do.