Lesbian Step Sisters 9 - Movie Night

Karlee shows up with the last of Charlotte's boxes weeks after their folks split. Charlotte's alone. She asks if Karlee wants to stick around, watch something. The two of them sink into the couch with a bowl between them, some horror flick flickering across the screen. Charlotte keeps flinching, hands over her eyes. Karlee laughs, low and teasing. The sound lands too close to an old memory. Charlotte kills the volume, stretches out, and lays her head across Karlee's thighs. For a second they just stare. Then Charlotte leans up and kisses her. Quick, bold. Karlee freezes, startled. When she catches her breath, she smirks. "Do it again." Charlotte knows better than to turn down a dare. This time Karlee's waiting, mouth open, hungry for the next kiss and whatever comes after. Her tits press against the thin tank top; Charlotte's tattooed arm slides higher, fingers slipping under the hem, finding warm skin and the first slick heat between her sister's legs.