Amiee Cambridge in Wicked Step Mom - Part 2

Amiee Cambridge comes back in, blue and white bikini still damp, carrying the pool boy’s cum like a secret in her mouth. Cory Chase waits, blocking the hallway with fire in her eyes. ‘I saw you,’ she says, voice low, hips shifting forward. ‘I know he came down your throat.’ A soft scuffle, and then Cory has her sister on her back, knees pushing Amiee’s thighs apart. She drags the swimsuit bottoms down, balls the fabric, tosses it aside. Her mouth lands fast and hot. Her tongue moves in slick, deliberate strokes, then circles tighter, faster. Amiee arches, hands gripping the sheets. ‘The boy wasn’t bad,’ Amiee gasps, ‘but fuck, you’re better.’ Her belly tightens and her thighs clamp around Cory’s head while she comes, a pulsing rush she can’t hide. Cory stays where she is until Amiee goes still. They roll, skin against skin. Now it’s Amiee’s turn. She works down Cory’s legs, slips beneath her, tongue meeting slick heat. She licks deep, savoring taste, sucking softly on that swollen clit. Cory’s fingers twist in her hair, hips bucking once, twice, before her spine bows and she comes hard, breathless curses escaping with each tremor.