Scolding The Sitters

Gal Ritchie was already on her knees between Kimmy Kimm’s open thighs when the bedroom door flew open. Liv Revamped stood there in heels and disbelief, purse still dangling from her wrist. Gal froze, lips shiny, fingers slick. Kimmy’s small breasts rose fast, nipples tight from the sudden chill of being caught. Liv’s voice came low and measured. “I trusted you with my kids, and you’re in here fucking each other like rabbits.” She stepped inside, shut the door, and dropped the purse. “You want to act like brats? Fine. Brats get punished.” The two brunettes exchanged a quick glance, reading the heat behind Liv’s scowl. They nodded. Liv peeled off her jacket. “Clothes off. Both of you. Now.” Kimmy’s top came first, exposing the soft rise of her tits. Gal followed, skirt sliding down lean legs. Liv circled them once, then brought her palm down hard across Gal’s ass, the crack sharp in the quiet room. Kimmy gasped, then moaned when the next slap landed on her own cheek, skin flushing pink. Liv pushed them onto the bed. She strapped the harness around her hips with quick, efficient movements, the black dildo jutting out thick and ready. She dragged the head along Kimmy’s slit, coating it, then drove in deep. Kimmy’s back arched; Gal watched, biting her lip. Liv fucked Kimmy in steady thrusts until the smaller girl trembled, then pulled out and turned to Gal. “Your turn,” she said, and sank into her just as hard. Gal clutched the sheets, breath stuttering, while Liv’s hand landed another sharp slap on her ass between strokes. Kimmy crawled closer, fingers finding Gal’s clit, rubbing tight circles in time with Liv’s thrusts. Liv’s free hand reached for Kimmy’s hair, pulling her in for a rough kiss as the room filled with wet sounds and bitten-off moans. When Liv finally let them come, both sitters shook, faces pressed to the mattress, bodies spent and marked. Liv stood over them, still wearing the harness, breathing steady.