Shy Squirter

Rachael’s pacing the kitchen, heels clicking, when Chanel finally drags herself through the door. Date flopped—again. Rachael’s pissed for her, calls it bullshit that a hot piece like her stepdaughter keeps striking out. Chanel mumbles she’s too nervous to actually fuck her dates. Rachael’s eyes go wide; she pushes, gentle but curious. Turns out Chanel’s secret weapon is also her curse—she squirts, and she’s terrified guys will freak. Embarrassed heat floods her cheeks until Rachael shuts it down with a grin, says it’s hot, not gross. Chanel still doubts her. So Rachael steps closer, voice dropping, offers a hands-on lesson right now. Chanel swallows hard, then nods—she’s done letting fear run the show.