Keeping Mom In The Dark

Luna storms around the house like a pissed-off tornado, ripping cushions off couches and digging through coat pockets for those damn car keys. Nothing. Then her step-mom Lauren just casually waves them in her face like she's playing a goddamn shell game. Relief hits for half a second before Lauren yanks them away. Grounded means grounded, apparently. Luna fires back with excuses—she was barely even in trouble, Dad would've let it slide at his place, this whole new lesbian household thing is bullshit. Lauren doesn't budge an inch. So when Lauren's crashed out later, Luna tiptoes into the bedroom to grab the keys anyway. Bad idea. Lauren half-asleep yanks her into bed, thinking she's got her girlfriend in her hands instead. Now Luna's committed. She stays quiet, body pressed close, letting Lauren's fingers slide under the sheets. Tongue follows. Luna bites her lip as that wet heat finds her clit, spreading her legs wider while her step-mom devours her like she's earned it. Every lick makes her pulse, thighs trembling around Lauren's face. She came here for car keys but she's leaving with soaked panties and shaky legs instead.