Stepmother Seduction

River straddles Sophia’s face, thighs flexing, while Sophia’s tongue slides up the slick heat between River’s legs. The room hums with wet sounds and sharp breaths. Sophia’s fingers slip inside easy, curl once, and River’s hips buck like she’s riding thunder. She grinds down harder, soaking Sophia’s chin. Her voice is a low growl when she talks, filthy words spilling between moans. Sophia answers with her free hand, working River’s clit in tight circles. Each move feels private, dangerous, like they could get caught any second. But they don’t stop. They push deeper, faster, sweaty skin slapping as River leans forward to bury her own face between Sophia’s thighs, tongues and fingers chasing the same hard rhythm until both of them shake.