Lily Lane in Step Aunts Naughty Retreat - Part 4

Purple silk hugs Lilibet’s curves as she leads Lily into the bedroom. Black lace does the same for Lily. They fall back onto the mattress and find each other’s mouths, tongues sliding, soft wet sounds mixing with their breathing. Lilibet suddenly jerks upright. “Step-dad?!” Her voice cracks down the hallway. I thunder up the stairs and halt in the doorway, heart punching hard. Luke Longly gets one good look and smiles slow. “You’re wearing lingerie? Nice.” Lily and I trade that old look—the heat that used to pull us through shared walls late at night, her slipping into my room, me into hers. The memory swims between us like heat off asphalt. Lilibet cups Lily’s breasts, rubs their nipples together until the lace slips aside. She leans in and draws Lily’s nipple into her mouth, sucking hard enough to make Lily’s back arch. While she’s lost in that, I open my jeans, push Lilibet forward, and slide straight into the snug heat of her cunt. One deep stroke and her moan vibrates against Lily’s chest. She flips onto her back, knees wide. Lily kneels beside her, palming her tits, rolling the nipples as I push back inside. Lilibet’s pussy squeezes in time with each thrust, slick and greedy. After a stretch of that slow grind, Lily spreads out in her place. I move over to her, line up, and drive into her in one smooth push. Her cunt takes me the way it always has—tight, silky, familiar. I give Lily a few long minutes, then slide out and sink right back into Lilibet. The wet sounds grow louder. I feel the ache build low and hard, warning me close. Lily stays right there, stomach warm under Lilibet’s flushed cheek, Lilibet’s lips parted, waiting. I pull free of Lily’s pussy, fist my cock, and paint Lilibet’s tongue, her lips, the bridge of her nose in thick stripes. Breathing settles. I glance between them, still hard, still slick. “What happens when step-mom comes back?” Lilibet licks a stray drop from her lower lip and smiles lazy. “She’ll join us,” she says, and giggles.