
Nikki Zee stretches across the sheets in nothing but lingerie, letting Robby Apples pencil her curves for reference. The bedroom door opens—her stepdaughter Chloe Surreal walks in, stops, and locks eyes with the artist. "Could you draw me sometime?" Chloe asks, voice dripping curiosity. Nikki lights up. She’s got an errand to run, so why not let Chloe take her place? Deal made, Nikki heads out. Alone now, Chloe peels down to bra and panties, drops onto the mattress, and starts peppering Robby with questions about art while her hips shift in slow, teasing arcs. The flirt keeps climbing until she slides the last pieces off, baring tits that easily outsize her stepmom’s. Robby’s pencil freezes; his free hand grips his crotch through his jeans. Chloe grins like she just won a bet and tells him to strip too.
Nikki Zee stretches across the sheets in nothing but lingerie, letting Robby Apples pencil her curves for reference. The bedroom door opens—her stepdaughter Chloe Surreal walks in, stops, and locks eyes with the artist. "Could you draw me sometime?" Chloe asks, voice dripping curiosity. Nikki lights up. She’s got an errand to run, so why not let Chloe take her place? Deal made, Nikki heads out. Alone now, Chloe peels down to bra and panties, drops onto the mattress, and starts peppering Robby with questions about art while her hips shift in slow, teasing arcs. The flirt keeps climbing until she slides the last pieces off, baring tits that easily outsize her stepmom’s. Robby’s pencil freezes; his free hand grips his crotch through his jeans. Chloe grins like she just won a bet and tells him to strip too.