The Panty Trap

Laundry day goes sideways fast. Lyra's folding Ashley's sheets and finds her own panties shoved between the pillows next to a pink dildo. The girl wrinkles her nose, but instead of freaking out she drops a fresh stack on the bed, yells that she's heading out, and leaves the door cracked. Ashley doesn't waste a second. She buries her face in silk and starts stroking, already wet and moaning. Lyra creeps back, ear to the door, two fingers working under her waistband while her stepmother fucks herself silly. Ashley hears the soft, wet sounds and yanks the door open. Surprise turns into a shit-eating grin; she hauls Lyra inside, flips her over her knee, and smacks that bare ass till it glows. The spanking makes Lyra drip. Ashley takes a deep sniff, squeezes a tit, then threatens to tattle if the girl tries to bolt. Panties ripped away, mouth between Lyra's thighs, Ashley sucks until the kid creams down her throat. Then she climbs aboard, grinds their slippery cunts together and stares Lyra down until she comes again. Next lesson: Ashley sits on the brat's face, feeds her clit, then lifts so Lyra can tongue-fuck her asshole while a balled-up thong keeps her quiet. Ashley promises to buy her whatever she wants as long as she keeps their cunts glued together and makes her gush every single time.