Your First School Uniform...!

First day at the fancy private school meant a skirt for Kimmy. Short. Pleated. Kendra caught herself staring at her stepdaughter's thighs before she even left the house. Later, Kimmy sprawled on the rug doing homework. Kendra couldn't look away from the view up that skirt. Kimmy noticed. Instead of calling her a creep, she smiled and spread her legs wider. Her stepmom's face flushed. Kimmy said she liked it. Said Kendra should stop holding back. Within minutes Kimmy had her stepmom's hand under the skirt, fingers sliding over soaked cotton. Kendra groaned into the silence of the house, thumb rubbing slow circles while Kimmy rocked her hips and chewed her lower lip.