Morning Sneak Peek

Luna Luxe slipped through the front door at dawn. She spotted Helena Locke curled on the couch, bathrobe pulled open, sheer black lace bra and thong hugging every curve. Luna froze, staring at the smooth swell of breasts rising with each breath, the thin crotch panel barely hiding her stepmom’s pussy. She bit her lip, pussy throbbing at the sight. Helena stirred, eyes snapping open. Her voice was sharp. “You’re late again.” Luna stepped closer, licking her lips. “You look good like that,” she purred, eyes tracing Helena’s nipples pressing through lace. Helena narrowed her gaze but didn’t close the robe. “Flattery won’t work.” Luna reached out, traced a fingertip over Helena’s inner thigh. “You’re already wet,” she whispered. Helena’s breath hitched. She grabbed Luna’s wrist and pulled her down. Their mouths met hard, tongues sliding deep. Helena pushed the robe off her shoulders. Luna sucked a stiff nipple through lace, then slid the thong aside and buried her tongue in wet cunt. Helena moaned, hips grinding against Luna’s mouth. She flipped Luna onto her back, tore the tiny dress up, and shoved two fingers deep inside her stepdaughter’s soaked pussy. Luna gasped, legs shaking. Helena pumped faster, thumb rubbing Luna’s clit until Luna cried out and gushed over her hand. Helena stripped naked and straddled Luna’s face, lowering her dripping cunt onto Luna’s tongue while she leaned forward and licked Luna’s swollen clit. They came together, Helena’s thighs quivering against Luna’s cheeks. Afterward, Helena stood, closed her robe, and smirked. “You’re still grounded.”