Spoiled Brat: Part Two

Remy's back to her old tricks. Step-mom slaved over dinner for everyone, and they both left Ariella sitting there like an idiot. Now the little brat marches in waving an empty plate, demanding dessert. Ariella snaps. She’s done being pushed around. Her top comes off fast. Those heavy tits swing free, silver bars catching the light. She grabs Remy by the hair and shoves a stiff nipple between her lips. “Suck,” she says. No discussion. Remy’s dad could walk in any second; Ariella couldn’t care less. She pushes the girl onto the kitchen table, yanks her shorts aside, and dives straight between smooth thighs. Tongue working, fingers spreading, Ariella feasts like she’s starved. Remy’s begging now—wants a taste of mom’s pussy—but Ariella’s got other plans. She climbs up, lines their wet slits together, and starts grinding. Slow, deliberate strokes, clit on clit, until both of them shake and soak the wood beneath them.