Craving My Stepmother

Selina Imai sprawls across the sheets in nothing but a black thong, cunt already damp beneath the thin fabric. She watches Liv walk in, mouth gone dry. The older woman slides onto the bed on her knees, grips Selina’s ankles, and spreads her open without asking. One deep kiss turns filthy fast, tongues sliding wet, Liv palming the soft swell of Selina’s small tits until the nipples stand tight. A low moan leaves the girl when Liv drags the thong aside and runs two fingers through her slit, the sound lewd in the quiet room. Liv’s other hand pins Selina’s hip. She leans down, seals her mouth around that bare pussy, and starts licking in slow, decisive strokes while Selina’s breath hitches and she tangles both hands in Liv’s dark hair. Every flick of tongue draws another tremor, every low hum vibrates straight into her. Without breaking the rhythm Liv pushes two fingers in to the second knuckle, curls them hard, and feels the girl clench around her. Selina arches, heels digging into the mattress, desperate to ride each thrust while Liv sucks and fucks her in steady strokes that grow sharper, wetter, filthier.