Her Favorite Dessert

Birthday guests are gone. House quiet. Bonnie turns to her stepmom Sandra with that little fuck-me grin. "Thanks for the party, but you know what I really want now? That wet pussy you've been keeping from me all afternoon." Sandra doesn’t waste time—she yanks her skirt up, panties already soaked through. Bonnie drops to her knees and buries her tongue straight in. She licks hard and fast, two fingers curling right where she knows it works. Sandra's hips jerk. Then it happens—hot liquid sprays across Bonnie’s mouth, chin dripping as she gulps it down with a greedy little moan. Sandra grabs her by the hair, pulls her back in. More squirt pulses out, warm and endless. Bonnie catches what she can, letting the rest run down her chest. She stands, kisses Sandra hard, and they swap the taste back and forth—tongues slick, wet lips parting—until Sandra flips her on the couch. "My turn to drink." Bonnie spreads wide. Sandra dives in face-first, sucks her swollen clit, fingers pumping until Bonnie shudders and gushes, soaking Sandra’s face and the cushions beneath them. They keep going, trading back and forth until the couch is wrecked and both of them are dripping head to toe.