Sitting On A Secret

Penny steps out to meet friends, leaving Chloe alone and grinning. The second the door shuts, Chloe yanks out her hidden dildo, sticks it to the floor, hikes her dress, and sinks down. She rocks on it slow and steady, tits bouncing with each drop. Before long the front door swings open again—Penny’s friends flaked and she’s back early. Chloe freezes, dress pulled tight to her waist, the toy still buried deep inside her. Penny eyes the odd kneeling pose and asks what’s up. Chloe blurts yoga. Penny shrugs, then spots a dirty cup and asks Chloe to hand it over. Chloe mumbles a fake muscle cramp. Penny steps closer, kneading her stepdaughter’s back—every push bumps Chloe up and down the shaft. Chloe’s breath hitches, she squirms, begs her to quit. Penny thinks she’s helped, so she hauls Chloe upright. The dildo slips free with a wet pop. Penny’s eyes go wide. Chloe laughs, flustered, and admits she hardly ever gets solo time. They swap a couple quick words about toys, Penny looking shy but curious. Chloe leans in, kisses her, and coaxes her stepmom onto the couch. Big tits press together as fingers slip beneath fabric, both of them chasing the relief they’ve been missing.