Home Schooled: Part Two

Casey Calvert hits record on her phone and props it on the dresser. She calls Jelena in, needling her for another anatomy lesson. Without warning, she tugs Jelena’s dress aside and sucks a nipple, greedy and sudden. Jelena pushes her off and says lessons are over. Casey turns the screen around and shows the clip of Jelena’s breast in her mouth. She gives the ultimatum flat: spread now, or Dad sees everything. Jelena freezes, then slips her panties down. Casey steps between her mother’s thighs and looks. Labia parted, clit proud, entrance glistening. She kisses Jelena—slow, sealing the bargain—then slides a finger along slick folds. Her tongue follows, light and circling. She wants to hear it: she wants Jelena to admit how good it feels. Breath by breath, Jelena yields, hips lifting, a small moan escaping. They climb onto the bed. Thighs scissor, cunts meet. They grind in a steady, wet rhythm, pelvises rolling until the lips slide and catch, until both are glossy and swollen. Sweat glistens on Jelena’s stomach. Casey leans in harder, chasing the shared pulse. When they finish, the phone still blinks red in the corner. Casey’s finger hovers above delete, then drifts away, leaving the file exactly where it is.