Twining

Joey senses something's off the second her sister begs her to swing by that place. The tension rides her spine all day until she can't take it. She dips out early and heads home. What she walks in on stops her cold. Her sister Sami's legs are spread on their bed with stepmom Sarah's face buried between them, Sarah's tongue working like she owns the cunt. Joey's rage spikes hot and instant. She knows damn well Sami's been lying about Jaclyn. Now the bitch has dragged their stepmom into it too. Fury pushes Joey forward. She confronts them both right there, sheets tangled and sticky. Sarah tries to pull her in instead, hands roaming over Joey's clothes like it's the natural next move. Joey lets it happen. Lets Sarah pull her down, lets that hungry mouth press against hers. The taste of her sister's cunt still clings to Sarah's lips. Joey spreads for her stepmom and takes every stroke of tongue and finger, anger twisting into something darker. She fucks Sarah hard and mean. Every thrust a punishment. Every moan a betrayal of Jaclyn that she can't undo. Morning finds Joey standing over Sami's bed. Her sister just blinks up at her with that innocent bullshit look. Like she didn't wreck everything. Joey doesn't yell this time. She smiles instead. Takes Sami's favorite top, the tight jeans she knows Jaclyn drools over. Finds Jaclyn's address on her sister's phone. Then she leaves. Jaclyn answers the door in sweats, hair messy, phone in hand. Joey doesn't speak. Just steps inside and drops to her knees before Jaclyn can question anything. The moment her mouth seals around Jaclyn's clit, the other woman gasps and threads fingers through hair that doesn't belong to her own girlfriend. Joey works with hungry precision, tongue flicking the swollen nub then sliding lower to fuck inside. She feels Jaclyn's thighs shake. A grin pulls at Joey's lips while she's eating her out. For once the lie tastes sweet.