Conning Mommy

Chloe rolls up, all big blue eyes and that flirty little smile, playing the perfect long-lost daughter come home. Sheena Ryder sizes her up: tight denim shorts hugging her ass, perky natural tits peeking out the top of her crop top, and not a single strand of brunette hair out of place. Sheena’s skeptical at first—years of widow life have made her sharp—but she wants it to be true. Wants it so bad she invites Chloe inside, pours two glasses of wine, and starts grilling her. Chloe spins the story, drops the details she memorized, and watches Sheena’s guard crack open. It’s working. Then Sheena’s gaze drops lower, lingers. The tone shifts. A hand on Chloe’s thigh, fingers brushing closer, and suddenly Sheena leans in and confesses they used to fuck—her and her stepdaughter—every chance they got. Chloe’s stomach flips. She’s in too deep to bail, so she spreads her legs and lets Sheena tug those shorts down. Sheena’s mouth finds Chloe’s smooth, shaved pussy in seconds. She sucks the swollen clit like she’s starving, tongue diving deep while her hands roam up to cup Chloe’s small, perky tits. Chloe bites her lip, fake moans turning real when two fingers slide inside her tight heat. Sheena feasts like a woman who’s been waiting years for this. Chloe arches, thighs shaking, gripping the couch as Sheena licks and fingers her harder, refusing to stop until Chloe cums loud and wet. Can Chloe keep the act going, or is the con about to blow up in her face?