She’s his bhabhi—the one who should’ve been off-limits—but when he walks in unannounced, she’s already got his cock buried deep between those thick thighs. Doesn’t stop sucking even as the stepsister crawls closer, fingers trailing up her inner thigh. ‘Didn’t expect this,’ he whispers into her hair while she rides him backward on the mattress. The room smells like sweat and something older—her perfume mixed with oil still clinging to their skin after whatever they were doing before he crashed in. Stepsister leans in close for a taste of cum dripping down his chin; bhabhi moans against it all, gripping his waist like she’ll never let go. No panties. No hesitation.
