Sick & Twisted

Alison's getting away with it again. Faked another sick day, tossed her beach bag in the car, ready to ditch with her girlfriends. Mom's clueless. They're backing out the driveway when Elexis buys the whole cough-and-moan routine and tells her to stay in bed. Alison's feeling cocky as hell—until Elexis pops the trunk and spots that giveaway schoolbag stuffed with bikinis and towels. Busted. Back inside, clothes everywhere, Alison's begging, promising anything, offering whatever it takes to keep Dad from finding out. Elexis decides the price is skin. Bathing suit off, tits out. Then she grabs Alison by the waist and kisses her deep like they're not related. Alison melts into it, tongue slipping past her step-mom's lips, hands already sliding under Elexis's shirt. Elexis palms those full tits, nipples stiff, and pushes Alison's mouth down to suckle hard—wet, greedy sucks that leave shiny trails. When Elexis parts Alison's shaved lips and drags her tongue through the slick folds, the girl starts dripping down her own thighs. Every flick over that swollen clit pulls a moan out of her. Elexis kisses every curve, then swings around, straddling Alison's face while she dives back between those trembling legs. Tongues and fingers working at the same time, hips grinding, juices smearing across cheeks, until they both shake hard, cumming loud and shameless in each other's mouths.