Gigi Dior in at a Porn Convention with Step Mom

The elevator hums. Gigi Dior stands beside me in a silky red robe that clings to every curve like it wants to peel itself off. Porn convention weekend, she says. Sounds like fun. We step out and she yanks the robe open wide, tits out for the long walk down the hall. Nobody gets a second look. By the time we hit the hotel room door her robe's on the floor. Her breasts are massive, obviously paid for by my old man, then left to rot in a bra. "You want to touch them?" she asks, voice low, eyes locked on mine. I do. My hands fill, nipples already stiff under my thumbs. She sighs, wraps her fingers around my cock and hauls it out. Says it’s been ages since she’s had anything real in her mouth. She drops to her knees and takes me, wet and hot, until I’m granite-hard. Then she climbs onto the bed, spreads her thighs and starts rubbing her clit, slow, wet sounds filling the room. I crawl between her legs and sink in deep, missionary, her hips lifting to take every inch. She flips onto all fours and I fuck her harder from behind, skin slapping, the bed groaning under us. When I pull out, cum sticky on her ass, she smiles and says we should grab food. Sure, after I catch my breath. Early the next morning she pads into the room wearing nothing but a silver one-piece. She crawls straight into bed, yanks my shorts down, and swallows me without a word. Her tongue works me fast, hungry, until my dick’s leaking against her lip. She throws one leg over and sinks down in cowgirl, riding in slow, grinding circles, moaning louder with every bounce. Sweat beads between her tits. We switch to reverse and she groans, "So fucking hard," while she drives down. I push her onto her back and hammer her until her thighs shake. She leaves the room in that silver suit, flushed and smiling, promising a good day at the con. Later, Cory and Gigi walk the hall together, half-exposed by design. Both of them tug their shirts aside so their enhanced tits flash for every security camera they pass. Inside the room Cory starts grilling her sister about my cock. Clothes come off like static—silver one-piece, gray top, maroon skirt—until both women are naked and biting each other’s nipples. Gigi’s the first on her back. Cory buries her face between Gigi’s thighs, tongue working fast, until Gigi’s hips jerk and she comes with a shout. They flip. Cory groans into the sheets while Gigi laps and sucks. That’s when I walk in. Cory already has my cock in her mouth when Gigi dives back between her legs. Wet, obscene sounds from both ends. I stand, spin Gigi around, and slam into her pussy while she keeps licking Cory’s clit. A second later I pull out and drive into Cory instead, her moans muffled against Gigi’s cunt. Cory climbs on top next, bouncing in cowgirl, Gigi pinching and licking her nipples. They trade places and Gigi takes over, hips rolling while Cory strokes my shaft between rides. When I feel the rush coming I flip Cory onto her back, fuck her deep, then pivot to Gigi one last time before my balls tighten. I pull out and unload across Gigi’s open mouth, cum streaking her face, dripping off her chin while she smiles up at the both of us.