Finding Middle Ground

Shay catches Demi slipping through the bedroom window like a horny little criminal. Instead of screaming, she asks what the hell's got her stepdaughter acting so wild lately. Demi shoots back that Shay's been breathing down her neck nonstop. After some back-and-forth, Demi blurts it out—she's been sneaking out to get laid and figure her body out. Shay listens, but she keeps glancing at the door like her husband might bust in any second. Demi tosses out a sarcastic crack about how nobody in this house is giving her what she needs, and Shay takes the bait. She offers to teach her right here, right now. Demi stares for a beat, then nods, and the two of them strip fast and quiet. Big natural tits spill out of Shay's robe while Demi's smaller blonde ones bounce free. Shay's fingers slide straight between her stepdaughter's legs, working that slick pussy with steady pressure. Demi bites her own wrist to stay silent, hips rolling against the blonde's hand. Every wet sound feels loud in the dark room. They keep the pace urgent but hushed, breathing hard through clenched teeth, racing to finish before the man of the house wakes up.