March Stepsister Madness - S7:E3

Kimora Quin and her girls should have stopped. They kept at it anyway, Andi Rose stirring the pot, Freya Parker feeding the fire, both of them laughing while her stepbrother stared daggers. The teasing got under his skin quick, sharp little digs about what he wouldn’t dare do. Then Kimora crossed the line, slid closer, voice low, asking if he was getting hard from all the talk. He stood there breathing heavy until something snapped. He had her against the wall, palm flat on her chest, the other dragging Andi in by the wrist. Freya froze, but not for long. She dropped, pulled his cock out, and shoved it past her lips like she owed him silence. Andi stripped fast, breath short, tits out, thighs already slick. Kimora pulled her panties aside without a word. He bent her over first, drove in raw, hips slapping loud, fingers digging red marks into her ass. Andi spread herself on the couch, legs open, rubbing fast while she watched. Freya climbed over her face, grinding down, moaning when Andi’s tongue hit her clit. The room filled with wet sounds, skin meeting skin, names half-whispered, half-growled. He switched between them, fucking Kimora deep while Freya licked her open around his cock, then switched again, pushing Freya face-down so Andi could ride her mouth while he pounded from behind. Sweat slicked their bodies, hair stuck to cheeks, every thrust loud and mean and perfect. When he came, he painted all three of them, ropes across tits, lips, tongues out to catch it, fingers still moving between soaked folds until every last shiver passed.