Caught by the Cop

Reagan’s home, book open, when India Summer shows up with her stepdaughter Amilia cuffed and sheepish. Amilia tagged a wall at school again, and India’s done cutting slack. She steps inside and lays it out: jail or punishment right now. Reagan tries to bargain with grounding and phone confiscation, but India cuts straight to the point and tells her to put Amilia over her knee. Amilia’s jeans hit the floor. Reagan starts light, a half-hearted pat on her ass, but India isn’t satisfied and snaps for bare skin. Each slap lands harder, turning the pale cheeks blotchy and hot. India leans back, fingers in her own pussy, directing every strike while she gets off watching the stepmom punish her girl. Amilia moans into the couch until India comes, quick and loud, right on the girl’s tongue. The two decide Reagan’s next. India promises Amilia stays out of a cell if Mom joins in. Reagan hesitates, shy, until the cuffs are mentioned again—then she’s all in, big tits flushed, eager to make sure her stepdaughter keeps her freedom and the three of them share the heat.