Keep Your Eyes On The Road!

Laney Grey sits at the kitchen table with her driver’s manual open, eyes unfocused. Lexi Luna, her stepmom, leans against the counter and watches. “What if someone keeps texting you?” she asks. Laney sighs, “Then I guess I fail.” Lexi smiles, slow and wicked. “Let’s make sure you don’t.” Laney slides behind the imaginary wheel while Lexi steps outside the frame. Her phone buzzes. One glance, nothing more. Lexi appears as a jaywalker; Laney brakes, waits, drives on. Easy. Then Lexi peels off her shirt, heavy breasts swinging free, and the air in the room tightens. Laney’s grip tightens too. Lexi circles closer, now completely bare above the waist, and cups her own tits, squeezing them until the nipples darken. Laney swallows but keeps her eyes on the road. Lexi kneels beside the couch-arm “steering wheel,” tugs Laney’s shorts down, and presses her mouth between her stepdaughter’s thighs. Laney’s hips jerk; her knuckles whiten on the cushion. Still, she doesn’t swerve. When Lexi finally drags her tongue in one long, filthy stroke, Laney gasps and “parks.” Hands free at last, she pulls Lexi up, kisses her hard, and they tumble onto the cushions in a tangle of bare skin and wet heat—celebrating the only way that feels right.