Going Down The Thong Path

Miranda's just starting to smile when she realizes her stepdaughter Sara actually offered to handle the laundry. She's still grinning when she walks into Sara's room holding a stray sock, only to catch her stuffing handfuls of thongs into the basket. Sara's already got one riding up between her cheeks. Surprise turns to punishment fast: Miranda drags her over her lap and starts smacking that bare ass until the flesh ripples. But those cheeks look too good, feel too warm. Fingers replace the slaps, slide between slick lips, curl inside until Sara's moaning. The spanking becomes steady fingering, then Miranda flips her around so she can bury her face and finish what she started. Thighs shake. Breath hitches. They fuck right there on the edge of the bed, Miranda's hands gripping Sara's hips while she works her clit with her tongue and fingers until both of them come hard, breathing like they've run a mile.