Quit Being Such A Princess!

Emma Hix's stepmom Christie Stevens is downright insufferable with this princess crap. Ever since the old man called her his princess she's gone full-blown lunacy, prancing around in frilly dresses and living in some cartoon fantasy. The kicker? She treats Emma like competition, declaring there's room for only one princess under that roof. Fine. Emma decides to flip the script and waltz through the door in her own sparkly gown just to watch the fireworks. Christie loses it. She tackles Emma onto the mattress and yanks at the fabric like she's tearing into a present. The shock hits Emma hard, but so does the heat between her legs. They've been circling each other for months in this weird love-hate dance, and now the gloves are off. Shouting turns to grappling, dresses go flying, mouths crash together. Christie drops between Emma's thighs first, tongue working overtime, then Emma flips her, owns her right back. Skin slapping, fingers buried, the whole bed creaking like it's cheering them on. Someone's walking out of this the Queen, and the other's gonna wear the crown between her legs.