Summer Renee and Amiee Cambridge in The Spare Sister

Amiee Cambridge pauses in the doorway and studies my face. The house feels empty, she says, so she’s going to fix that. She disappears into her room and starts coding. Hours later I step into my bedroom and find Summer Renee perched on my bed, green bathrobe barely tied. “I’m your new step-sister,” she smiles. “Made for you.” I tug the robe open; her big tits tumble free, warm and real to the touch. She strokes me until I’m hard, then sinks her mouth down, taking every inch in a slow, greedy deepthroat. When she lies back and opens her legs, her pussy is already slick. I slide in and fuck her deep, missionary, her body perfectly tuned to the rhythm. She rolls onto her knees and rides me, hips rolling, tits bouncing with every drop. Spent, she stands, heads off to recharge. In her own bed, battery lights flicker from red to full. She finds Amiee, and the two women stretch out side by side. Amiee kisses her first—soft, then hungry—then spreads Summer’s thighs and licks the cum I left inside her. Summer returns the favor, tongue working until Amiee’s back arches. They scissor next, slick skin sliding, then Amiee seals her mouth on Summer’s clit until the A.I. cums with a shudder. Later, Summer glitches in front of the mirror, pink lingerie crooked. I step in. She strips the bra, panties, offers herself again. I fuck her mouth to get hard, then push deep in missionary while she holds her knees to her chest. Amiee walks in, lingerie open, and demands her turn. Summer drops to all fours, licking Amiee while I take her from behind. Amiee mounts me next, Summer following in reverse, both of them trading my cock between slick, hungry mouths before sliding down again. When I can’t hold back, I pull out and paint Summer’s tits and stomach. Amiee licks every drop, then glances at the low-battery light on Summer’s wrist. “Time to plug her in,” she murmurs, already reaching for the charger.