
Jack’s chilling in the living room with a book when Chloe bounces in, plops on the couch, and flips her skirt up to start fingering her smooth, small tits out. He barks at her to knock it off, but she just grins and keeps going, zero shame in sight. A knock hits the door—Oliver’s here to fix the fireplace—so Jack orders her to behave. She pouts, drops the skirt, and Jack lets the guy in. While Oliver checks the hearth, Chloe sneaks her hand back under her skirt, spreading her legs so he gets a clear view of her rubbing that tight little pussy. Oliver’s eyes lock on, and he’s liking the show. Jack’s phone rings, and he steps out. Alone now, Chloe leans in and asks if Oliver’s hungry. He gets the message fast, drops to his knees, and starts eating her out right there on the couch. Jack walks back to find Chloe bent over the cushions, skirt bunched at her waist, while Oliver slams into her from behind. Oliver smirks, promises he’ll fix the fireplace—just as soon as he’s done clearing Chloe’s “chimney.” Jack grumbles but drops into his chair, pretending to read while they keep going. Chloe calls him out for peeking, Jack snaps and storms off, only to creep right back for the finale—watching his stepdaughter catch Oliver’s load all over that pretty face.
Jack’s chilling in the living room with a book when Chloe bounces in, plops on the couch, and flips her skirt up to start fingering her smooth, small tits out. He barks at her to knock it off, but she just grins and keeps going, zero shame in sight. A knock hits the door—Oliver’s here to fix the fireplace—so Jack orders her to behave. She pouts, drops the skirt, and Jack lets the guy in. While Oliver checks the hearth, Chloe sneaks her hand back under her skirt, spreading her legs so he gets a clear view of her rubbing that tight little pussy. Oliver’s eyes lock on, and he’s liking the show. Jack’s phone rings, and he steps out. Alone now, Chloe leans in and asks if Oliver’s hungry. He gets the message fast, drops to his knees, and starts eating her out right there on the couch. Jack walks back to find Chloe bent over the cushions, skirt bunched at her waist, while Oliver slams into her from behind. Oliver smirks, promises he’ll fix the fireplace—just as soon as he’s done clearing Chloe’s “chimney.” Jack grumbles but drops into his chair, pretending to read while they keep going. Chloe calls him out for peeking, Jack snaps and storms off, only to creep right back for the finale—watching his stepdaughter catch Oliver’s load all over that pretty face.