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Blended Ch 50
“OK. Good job. Good job.” Piper pats Kayla’s head. “I got it from here. How are we doing this?” She gets to her feet and helps Kayla up.
Kayla grabs her phone. “Uh, I’ll hold it.”
“What’s in the frame?”
“Let’s see.” She positions the phone and takes a picture. They consider it together.
“I don’t love how my stomach looks,” Piper says.
“It looks cute!”
“Well, we need to at least get off the rug.”
“Yeah. Oh,” Kayla says as Piper’s cock smacks her hip.
“Sorry. Here?”
“Here’s good. You have to hold it. Can we take your top off so your boobs can be in it?”
“No, let Flynn use his imagination. I’m already letting him see my cock.”
“You’re almost as big as he is. You…”
“What?”
Kayla blushes. “You have a nice dick.”
“Thank you,” Piper says, smiling angelically.
“You’re welcome. If you’d just stop poking me with it.”
“We gonna frame this shot right or not? Spielberg this shit. This is good. And I can’t do it on your tummy? I think it’s hotter on your tummy. Or your boobs.”
“It’s gotta be in the panties. All up on my vaj,” Kayla insists.
“OK. I don’t get it, but OK.”
“You think you know better than Pornhub?”
“I think Flynn would rather see me cum on your ass.”
“I think you just want to cum on my ass. We’re doing the stepsis panties thing. End of discussion.”
“OK. Bossy,” Piper mutters as Kayla pulls her panties away from her skin.
“OK. We’re recording.”
“You’re gonna edit this, right?”
“Well, I have to now! Just do it!”
“OK. Jesus.” Piper grips her cock and moves closer. “OK, this won’t work. Too much boobs in the way. It’s blocking the camera.”
“Yeah, I see that, dumbass. Hang on.”
“God. Making porn is hard. Who knew?”
Kayla stops recording and frowns. “OK, I lean back, and we have it lower.”
“Closer to my dick? He’s gonna like…”
“What?”
“Whatever. Nothing. Let’s do it.”
Kayla leans way back. Piper moves her dick, bumps into Kayla’s stomach, and drags it down to her bush. She’s pretty spun up, and it doesn’t take much. She pulls briskly, using the grip and motion that she uses when no one is looking. Flynn will appreciate the authenticity.
“Oh my god,” Kayla says breathlessly. “Piper.”
Piper’s glad that Kayla has decided that less is more for her porn performance. Her hand moves faster, and in fairness, Kayla’s red mound, damp thighs, and modest bush make this easy.
She does her best to stay quiet, but a grunt still escapes her.
Kayla gasps as the hot liquid hits her flesh with plenty of force. Piper tries to pump as much as she can into the underwear, resisting the urge to decorate Kayla’s freckled skin. When it’s over, there’s a gooey white mess in the crotch of Kayla’s panties. Blushing furiously, Kayla pulls them up.
“Cut it, print it, ship it,” Piper pants, plopping on the couch.
“Oh, hell yes,” Kayla says, pink and glowing as she reviews the footage. “He’s gonna lose it.”
“Don’t send it to him,” Piper says sternly. “Show it to him on your phone, then delete it after.”
“I know! Thank you.” Kayla comes over and bends to hug her. Piper pulls her in, and Kayla’s crotch lands hard on her thigh.
“Oh! Oh,” Kayla says, when Piper pushes her leg against her sensitive mound. “Piper.”
Piper gives Kayla’s bottom a squeeze. “You’re a mess.”
“Yup,” Kayla says, eyes alight.
“Want to take a bath? What do they say in Riley’s horny cartoons? Want me to wash your back?”
“OK,” Kayla says shyly.
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