Spankful For This Opportunity

Coco and Ana have been sneaking around behind Mocha's back for weeks. Quiet little touches, stolen kisses when no one's looking. Today though? Things get messy. Ana's got her stepdaughter bent over when Mocha storms in early from wherever, and Coco's shorts are somewhere across the room. Ana thinks fast, palms slapping down like she's giving her stepkid a good talking-to. Mocha buys it. Or so they think. The second the door shuts, they're right back at it, breathy and giggling, Ana's fingers buried between Coco's thighs when Mocha swings back through. No mistaking it now. Coco's dripping, Ana's wrist-deep, and the cat's fully out of the bag. Mocha stands there, arms crossed, fuming—until she lets it slip that she's pissed she didn't get an invite. Punishment comes in the form of quick, stinging smacks across both of their asses. Then it's a three-way scramble. Mocha on her back, legs spread, letting Ana and Coco work twice as hard to make it up to her.