Niece's Family Tree

Dee practically threw the door open when Evelin showed up. A couple awkward holidays and one stubborn fight with her step-sister had kept them apart, but today the past was yesterday’s news. Evelin wanted stories, the stuff her parents never spilled, so Dee sat her down and spilled the beans. Turns out the women in their line were, well, different—loose with rules and big on touch. Apparently they’d been massaging bodies and kinks for generations. When Dee asked if Evelin wanted to try it, the girl practically bounced out of her shoes. Off came the tops. Dee’s hands found every knot down Evelin’s spine, and each stroke loosened more than muscle. Curiosity flipped into heat fast. Evelin returned the favor—fingers sliding over Dee’s full tits, thumbs brushing stiff nipples, breath catching on both sides. They laughed, cursed, pulled closer. Clothes vanished. Mouths mapped sweat-slick curves. The room filled with sighs and slick sounds as tongues and fingers worked greedy pussies. Dee guided every grind, every wet lap. Evelin melted, flushed, hunger turning cocky as she rode Dee’s mouth in return. Somewhere between lube-slick palms and trembling thighs, she decided that family business might just suit her after all.