Mommy Squirts on Us

Kenzie's on the couch, thumb flying across her phone. Chloe drops next to her, asking what's up. Ordering flowers, Kenzie says, but they aren't for their step-mother; they're bait for their step-dad. Chloe grins, already thrilled with the trouble. Their father steps in, Nina Elle hanging on his arm. He’s only ducking out for groceries; they should talk, get comfortable. The second the door shuts, Nina turns. Questions fly. The girls fire back, mocking her tight dress, calling it hooker-wear. Nina digs into her purse, raises their lost vibrator like evidence. Silence cracks. Nina promises to spill unless they make peace—with her. They beg. Fine, she says, and slides out of the dress. She cums first, thick spurts soaking the cushions and both girls. After that, there’s no pretending they don’t want more.