Is It Wrong She's My Stepmom? Vol. 2 - Scene 3

Reagan Foxx stands there with that smoky dark hair and a body that knows exactly what it wants, while Aiden Ashley, all younger curves and sly looks, grins like she is about to get away with something. Aiden steps in first, sliding both hands down Reagan’s sides until her fingers find the heat between those firm thighs, then slips a couple inside like it is the most natural thing in the world. Reagan answers by cupping the back of Aiden’s neck and pulling her into an open-mouthed kiss that turns into shared giggles when both of them start to wiggle. They sink onto the bed, knees knocking, legs tangling, mouths dropping lower and lower. Tongues trace lazy circles over wet skin while fingers never stop moving; every wet sound earns a dirty little laugh from one or both of them. Reagan’s back arches when Aiden curls two knuckles just the right way, and Aiden half-moans, half-chuckles when Reagan pays her back with three quick pumps of her own hand. The rhythm gets messier, breathier, louder, sweat shining under the lights, until their hips jerk and the laughter melts into a single, drawn-out groan. The aftershocks roll through them in lazy waves and leave them sprawled and grinning like they just got away with the best kind of trouble.