The Basic Minimum feat. Kitty Wild

Kitty Wild was tired of her stepbrother missing every hint. She had wanted him for a long time, and today she was done being subtle. She walked into his room in the pink silk dress and started showing him everything. Now he could see exactly how good she looked. He reached for her. She stopped him. Today he only got to watch. She pulled her tits free of the dress, cupped them, squeezed the soft weight, ran her thumbs over the nipples until they stood up. Her shaved pussy was already wet. She sat on the couch, spread her legs, and started touching herself – two fingers stroking her clit, then pushing inside while she looked at him. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet. She turned around, bent over, and showed him her ass, hips rolling slowly. Then she lay back again and kept rubbing, faster now, breathing breaking. A long shaky moan left her throat, and she came on her fingers, pussy pulsing, thighs trembling. Kitty stayed there afterward, flushed, looking at the hard outline in his pants. She knew he was turned on. Maybe one day he would get more than a show.