No, Traci's just setting herself up for more
From Torg Adventure
As Traci pulled back her lithe body, I felt an immediate and crushing sense of loss. This can't be over so soon, I thought to myself. I need more!
But I was worried over nothing. The slender blonde was just repositioning herself, and a second later she was back against me, this time with my cock pressed between us so she could rub her crotch against it.
And did she ever take full advantage of the opportunity! When I reached down to cup her firm asscheecks, she began to writhe, and my dick slid against her g-string covered pussy. With barely anything covering her, I was practically coated in her juices.
I kneaded Traci's ass as she slid her pussy up and down against my cock, moaning. Her bra was a having a hard time keeping her pale globes constrained as they bounced up and down. We were moving around so much in that hallway, with only a little g-string between my shaft and Traci's pussy, that I was sure I was about to slip inside her.
I'm not sure why I looked up right then. Maybe I heard something. But when I glanced past Traci's blonde hair whipping around, I noticed that we had an audience. I whispered Traci's name urgently to get her attention. Jessie and Marisa stood in the doors of their rooms, staring at us with total shock on their faces. With a flash of irony I realized that things were the opposite of this afternoon--instead of being caught by Traci, I was now caught with her.
Except that a lot had happened since then, and this was far more explicit than just topless Jessica. Things were so crazy that I can't be sure I wasn't imagining this, but I think I saw some pretty hard nipples poking through the big white t-shirt Marisa was wearing braless, and Jessie's hand was down at her crotch doing something that probably shouldn't have been happening in public.
How do your stepsisters handle this situation?
