Cheeky Family Pillow Fight

Maddy finds her stepmom staring at nothing, empty since the divorce. She tries to pull her out, suggests movies and shopping, but Pristine cuts her short. Maddy swings a pillow, nails her on the ass. Something shifts. A crooked grin flashes across Pristine’s face and the fight is on, two bodies bouncing across the bed, blonde hair and brunette flying, pillows cracking. Every swing lands harder. Pristine flips the script, hand instead of pillow, smacking the curve of Maddy’s ass until the sting turns to heat. Maddy moans, pushes back, tells her not to stop. Pristine’s fingers dig in, spread her open, breath hot against skin. Tattoos ink across flexing backs as they twist and grind, mouths open, tongues fighting. Shaved and slick, they trade control in sharp, messy bursts until Pristine’s slump is gone and the room reeks of sweat and relief.