3-Some with my Step-Daughter

Mia walked around the bedroom lost in her own head. The damn guy had ghosted her and it showed. Bare from the waist up, she studied her tits in the mirror, giving them a quick squeeze, wondering what he'd seen that made him run. Her step-mom Monica stood in the doorway, watched for half a beat, then kicked off her heels and shed her own top, smiling at the mirror over her shoulder. "He's got garbage taste, baby girl," she said, nipples already tight. "Let's get a second opinion from the guy who fixes everything around here." She had Eric upstairs thirty seconds later, jock's shoulders filling the doorway, eyes landing on both of them at once. Ten minutes and they both had hands wrapped around his cock, lips swapping every inch they could taste. Mia ended up flat on her back with her step-mom holding her legs open so Eric could tongue her pussy nice and slow while Monica fingered herself to the sound of his zipper coming down. She looked her stepdaughter dead in the eye and purred, "Told you you're hot as fuck." Eric grunted agreement with his face still buried. Before the sun dropped he had busted twice—once deep between Monica's hips and once across Mia's bare tits, letting her watch every spurt paint her skin. Mia wiped her fingers through the mess and tasted it, cocky grin sneaking out at last. Eric slapped her thigh and grinned back. "Told you I'd come when called," he said, already hard again.