Babysitter's Playtime

Tanya Tate's buzzing for Alli Rae's visit, baby's got a sitter lined up for the day. Alli sliding through the door gives them both that hit of nostalgia like fucking fireworks. They swap stories on the couch, Tanya's leaving instructions to treat the place like it's hers. What Tanya doesn't clock is how damn far Alli plans to test the deal. Alli hits the upstairs bedroom like heat-seeking radar, stripped bare on those white sheets in seconds, fingers working her slick pussy while Riley's voice turns up the dial through the phone. She's grinding, moaning, completely lost until Tanya's heels click on the stairs and the jig is up. The stare-down's electric. Tanya clocks the situation, cocky half-smile despite the demand for answers, and suddenly Alli's in deep. She blurts Cherri's coaching, admits the mom-stepdaughter roleplay, and Tanya's leaning in, eyes dark. Alli climbs her like a predator finally at lunch. Tanya's dress gone, bra tossed, her huge tits in Alli's greedy hands as Alli straddles and sucks hard. She shoves fingers in rough, feels Tanya squeeze tight around her like a fist. Alli's got Tanya flipping onto her back next, legs spread, clits meeting slick and furious. Each thrust has Tanya's breath coming ragged, wide-eyed and raw as their pussies grind through a shared, messy orgasm, both panting and still pulsing when it ends.