Spellbound Kiss: Part One

Kenna's fed up. Her boyfriend won't love her right, so she tells her teddy bear the whole mess. The stuffed thing stares back. She swears she hears it agree. She starts chanting, thinking a kiss will bind whoever lays lips on her. Spell leaves her lips. The door opens. Angela steps in, says bye, plants one warm kiss on Kenna's cheek, and the magic snaps tight. Angela's eyes go glassy. She grabs Kenna by the wrist, drags her down the hall, kicks the bedroom door shut. She peels off Kenna's shirt, unhooks her bra. Her tongue circles a soft nipple, sucks it stiff, leaves wet shine on the pale flesh. Kenna gasps, tries to push away. Angela drops to her knees, drags Kenna's panties to her ankles, spreads her thighs, and buries her mouth between them. Hot, hungry laps drag over Kenna's shaved cunt. The step-mom groans low in her throat, tongue flicking fast against the swollen clit. Kenna's legs shake. She hates how good it feels. Her fingers twist into Angela's hair, pulling the woman closer instead of shoving her back. Angela sucks the tender folds, slides two fingers inside, curls them against that spot that makes Kenna moan loud and desperate. Kenna's hips buck. She comes hard, a raw scream tearing out of her, thighs clamping around Angela's face. When the shakes fade, Kenna drops to her knees in turn. She strips Angela's clothes, pushes her onto the bed, spreads her step-mother's legs and returns the favor, tongue stroking Angela's dripping slit until the older woman arches and comes with a guttural cry.