Selina Bentz in Step Daughter Will do Anything

Selina’s on her way to school in an orange tank and backpack when her step-mom, wrapped in the matching robe, leans against the door. "All A’s, or else." Three hours later Selina slips home with a report card stuffed in her fist, thick with failing grades. She bypasses the living room and corners her step-dad instead. Luke Longly looks the sheet over and taps it against his fingers. "I’ll keep quiet," he says, "but you open up right here, right now." She peels off the orange top, kneels, slides his cock to the back of her throat till it glistens. When he’s hard enough, she braces over the desk; Luke drives into her pussy from behind, hard and silent, nuts slapping skin. He scrawls his name across the grade sheet, steps back, and leaves her catching her breath. Cory comes home later, heels off, phone in hand, and spots Selina curled next to Luke on the couch. "Report card?" Selina mumbles something about delays. The moment Cory steps into the shower, Luke’s cock is out again. Selina strips fast, straddles him, sinks down cowgirl, hips grinding. He flips her flat, pounds her missionary, then spins her into doggystyle. Right before her step-mom can towel off, Luke cums deep inside her, hisses "not on the couch," and the two yank their clothes back on. Next morning the first light hasn’t lifted. Selina’s already on her bed, knees spread. "I want a creampie before class." Luke drags his tongue up her cunt, then sinks his cock in missionary, flips to doggystyle, flips again onto her side—finishes buried, pumping her full as his knees quake. That afternoon Cory finds the buried report card. Her green dress sighs to the floor. Selina lifts her top, exposes stiff little nipples, kisses the older woman hard, pushes her onto the sheets and laps up every fold. Cory groans, tastes pussy, swears she can smell Luke on her step-daughter’s skin. The bedroom door clicks open. Luke stands there, breath held. "Finish what you started," he says, voice rough. Cory goes back to lapping at Selina while Luke pushes into Cory’s dripping cunt from behind. Selina lies flat; Luke switches to her; her tongue flicks across Cory’s nipples. Cory takes missionary next, Luke driving while Selina sits on her face. He pulls out at the last second, throbs, shoots into Selina’s open mouth. Selina leans over, dribbles every drop between Cory’s waiting lips, kisses it down her throat till both swallow.