Lucy Foxx - Christmas with Step Daughter's Best Friend Part 3

Lucy Foxx sits naked on the living room couch, fingers buried between her spread thighs. My wife Cory Chase walks in with shopping bags and freezes. "Where is my step-daughter, Nicole?!" Cory snaps. Lucy moans softly. "Snowed in. Just me for now." Then she smiles, chin slick. "Why don’t you get more comfortable?" Cory still wears her red blouse and white skirt. Lucy stands, peels the skirt down, thumbs the blouse open, and the fabric drops. Cory steps free, bare and flushed. Lucy guides her onto the couch, lays her flat, and dips between her thighs. She licks in long, deliberate strokes before sliding two fingers into Cory’s cunt and one into her ass. Cory’s breath hitches, her back arches. Lucy curls her fingers and Cory comes with a sharp cry, thighs trembling around Lucy’s face. They switch. Cory presses Lucy back, eats her hungrily, tongue circling the swollen clit while three fingers pump into Lucy’s soaked cunt. Lucy grips the cushions, hips jerking, until she breaks—shuddering, pulsing, gasping her release. Cory pulls back, lips wet. "Want to have a threesome with my husband next?" she asks. Lucy grins, eyes half-lidded. "Of course. Yes."