Kit comes down the stairs and finds Coco still parked on the couch. "Dentist, remember?" Kit says, sounding like a mom trying not to nag. Coco pulls a face, mumbling she's scared. One look at her stepdaughter's pout and Kit sighs, opening her arms. They hug tight, boobs squished together, but the second they let go Coco claims she needs another minute. "Can I... nuzzle your chest a bit?" she asks, cheeks pink but eyes sparkling. Kit raises an eyebrow, then shrugs and lets Coco press her face into the soft warmth of her cleavage, breathing deep like it's oxygen. Still stalling, Coco tilts her head up. "A kiss on the lips would help too. You know, 'cause the dentist works in your mouth." Kit hesitates, then dips down for a slow, wet kiss that turns hotter than either expects. Tongues slide, breath mingles, and a low moan slips out before they break apart. Coco licks her lips. "One more thing," she says, fingers already tugging at Kit's shirt. "If we fuck, I'll be so relaxed I'll walk into that office like it's nothing." Kit's eyes darken. "You're trouble," she mutters, but she's already stepping out of her leggings. Coco hops up on the kitchen counter, drags Kit's panties down, and buries her tongue between Kit's thighs, licking slow and filthy while her fingers dig into soft hips. Kit grabs the edge of the counter, legs shaking, and they chase every dirty little shiver until the appointment is the last thing on their minds.
Kit comes down the stairs and finds Coco still parked on the couch. "Dentist, remember?" Kit says, sounding like a mom trying not to nag. Coco pulls a face, mumbling she's scared. One look at her stepdaughter's pout and Kit sighs, opening her arms. They hug tight, boobs squished together, but the second they let go Coco claims she needs another minute. "Can I... nuzzle your chest a bit?" she asks, cheeks pink but eyes sparkling. Kit raises an eyebrow, then shrugs and lets Coco press her face into the soft warmth of her cleavage, breathing deep like it's oxygen. Still stalling, Coco tilts her head up. "A kiss on the lips would help too. You know, 'cause the dentist works in your mouth." Kit hesitates, then dips down for a slow, wet kiss that turns hotter than either expects. Tongues slide, breath mingles, and a low moan slips out before they break apart. Coco licks her lips. "One more thing," she says, fingers already tugging at Kit's shirt. "If we fuck, I'll be so relaxed I'll walk into that office like it's nothing." Kit's eyes darken. "You're trouble," she mutters, but she's already stepping out of her leggings. Coco hops up on the kitchen counter, drags Kit's panties down, and buries her tongue between Kit's thighs, licking slow and filthy while her fingers dig into soft hips. Kit grabs the edge of the counter, legs shaking, and they chase every dirty little shiver until the appointment is the last thing on their minds.