Bad Influences-In-Law

Karen and her wife's sister Nicole creep through the front door like a couple of horny ghosts, the kind that don't rattle chains—they just rattle bedsprings. The house is dark, the wife presumably asleep, and the two women are already grinning like teenagers sneaking past curfew. They barely make it past the coat rack before clothes start hitting the floor in whispered thuds. Big natural tits spill out, pale skin catching whatever moonlight sneaks through the blinds. Fingers get busy fast. Karen slides two inside Nicole's pussy while Nicole's mouth finds Karen's toes, sucking slow like she's got a secret. They trade places, tongues lapping and lips locked over soft arches, doing their best to swallow every moan before it can echo down the hallway. Every wet sound gets muffled by a mouth full of foot. They keep each other quiet, keep each other coming, and if the wife ever wakes up, well—she's got one hell of a surprise waiting at the bottom of the stairs.