Saving Dad's Marriage

Christie’s venting to a friend about a dead marriage—her husband hasn’t touched her in months, never eats her pussy, never even takes her out to dinner. Bailey overhears the whole thing from the hallway. When Christie says she’s gonna divorce him, Bailey’s stomach drops. No way she’s letting that happen. She storms in, bounces onto the bed, and plants a hungry kiss on her stepmom before the woman can finish her call. Christie pushes back at first, breath hot, whispering that they can’t, but Bailey’s hands are already tugging down the older blonde’s top, letting those big, natural tits spill out. She squeezes them, rolls the nipples between her fingers, and dives between Christie’s thighs, licking her way to a soaking wet pussy. Two fingers slide in, curling hard, pumping steady while Bailey sucks on her clit. Christie moans loud, legs shaking, one hand gripping the back of Bailey’s head, pushing her deeper. Bailey keeps the rhythm fast, dirty, and perfect, making sure her stepmom comes so hard she forgets every complaint she had on that call. Between gasps, Christie makes Bailey swear to keep it quiet. Bailey just grins up at her, mouth shiny, and promises it stays between them—just so long as Christie stays.