Busty Stepsister Seduction

My stepmom’s making me drag myself back to summer camp with Kosame. Camp sucks, my boys aren’t even going, and the whole thing feels like wasted time. Kosame’s bouncing off the walls though—grinning, humming, practically drooling at the idea of another week in those sweaty cabins. I know exactly why. Last summer we got stupid together, touching where we weren’t supposed to. I swore her to silence, told her it was a one-time fuck-up, but here she is letting every grin betray us. I snap at her to shut up about it, already seeing the move she’s playing. She’s dead set on dragging my dick back between her legs, standing there with that thin little robe hanging open and nothing underneath but smooth skin and trouble. Fuck. Cabin keys haven’t even hit the kitchen counter and my stepsister’s basically begging. I check the driveway, hear no tires in the gravel, and mutter we’ve got fifteen minutes before anyone else shows. Kosame drops the robe right there in the hall like it owes her money. She’s already wet when I push her against the wall, lift one thigh, and slide straight in. Her moan punches the quiet house. We fuck quick, messy, and greedy—her nails in my shoulders, my hand over her mouth while I pound her hard enough to rattle the picture frames. Come starts leaking down her thigh before we’ve even caught our breath. Robe back on, secret locked up again, and the front door swings open like nothing ever happened.