Her 100th Foster

Penny steps up to the sprawling house, breath catching when the door opens on Jacqueline instead of Charlie. No welcome smile. Just a hard once-over. Jacqueline's mouth twists as she waves her in. She leads the way through polished halls, rattling off rules like she's reading off a rap sheet. Turns out Charlie collects girls—homeless strays she brings home to f*ck and feed. Everyone plays family games. Charlie's "Mom," the girls call themselves sisters, and they've all got to obey. Jacqueline's been here longest. She's top girl, the one who keeps the rest in line. Now Penny makes a hundred. They reach the main room and the other girls are already draped across furniture—half dressed, grinning like cats. Nadia, Paris, Hadley, Sage, Penelope, Kate, Rebecca. They nod, eyes flicking over Penny like fresh meat they like the look of. Jacqueline's jaw tightens. She folds her arms. "Prove it, newbie." Penny doesn't hesitate. She hooks two fingers under her waistband and slides her panties down, stepping free like she's shedding skin. Her bare ass catches cool air as she closes the gap and kisses Jacqueline—hard, hot, tongue first. Jacqueline tastes her back, but when they part she's still not impressed. "You'll have to do better." So Penny offers the one thing left—she offers her body, right then, right there. Jacqueline's eyes spark. She shoves Penny onto the sofa and climbs on, spreading her legs wide so everyone gets the view. She rides Penny's face, grinding down, mocking every moan, every wet sound. The girls hoot. Jacqueline reaches back and twists Penny's nipples until she yelps. Then the room goes quiet. Heels on hardwood. Charlie steps inside, silk robe slipping off one shoulder, surveying the mess. One look at Jacqueline still lording it over the newcomer and her mouth hardens. "Jacqueline. On your knees." She doesn't wait for an answer. She hikes the robe, drags Jacqueline's head between her thighs and makes the eldest sister eat like she's been starving. Jacqueline chokes, eyes watering, but she doesn't stop. Not with Charlie's hand knotted in her hair. When Charlie's satisfied, she crooks a finger at Penny. "Come here, baby girl. Mom's got a proper welcome for you." And the family gathers close to watch.