Sniffing My Stepsis's Sweaty Pussy

Megan sticks to a simple loop: sweat through her workout, rinse it off in the shower. Roman sticks to his own creepy loop: the second the water runs, he sneaks in, snatches her used panties, and pumps one out while huffing the crotch. Today the shower keeps running. Megan steps out for her charger and walks in on him—knuckles deep in his fist, nose buried in the sweaty cotton. She cocks her head, half amused, half annoyed. If her stepbrother is that addicted to the smell of her, she might as well give him the real thing. She grabs his hair, plants his face in her damp, hairy bush, and grinds until his tongue is slick with her. He moans like he’s died happy. Once he’s good and messy, she pushes him onto the bed, straddles him, and tells him exactly how to thrust—slow, deep, then quick jabs that make her clench and squirt around his thick shaft. She rides through two orgasms, then slides off to slurp her cream off his cock, humming at the taste. Finally she drops to her knees, sticks out her tongue, and lets the poor bastard flood her mouth while she swallows every rope.