Handsy Daughter

Bailey bursts into Cory's room and bounces on the bed. Cory just sighs, eye-rolls, and sets her book down. "What do you want?" she grumbles. Bailey's grinning, pulling her top tight across her chest. She puffs up and brags that her tits have grown big enough to beat Cory's. Cory smirks like she's already tired of the game. "Daddy bought me these," she says, giving her own tits a squeeze. "Yours ain't touching mine." Bailey doesn't buy it. She yanks Cory's shirt down; Cory swats at her hands but ends up topless anyway. Tits out, they press together, warm skin sliding, nipples brushing, both girls talking trash while they size each other up. Still not satisfied, Bailey spins around, drops her shorts, and shows off her ass. "Beat that," she challenges. Cory tries to end it, but Bailey flips her onto all fours. One glance at Cory's bare pussy and Bailey's got her tongue out, licking slow at first, then greedy. Cory backs off for a second, voice shaky, saying it feels too good and they shouldn't. Bailey keeps going anyway. Pretty soon Cory's hips rock back, moans turning loud, and any protest dies in her throat as she rides her stepdaughter's tongue.