They trade places*

Brandy lies back on the bed, propped up on her elbows, and Taylor settles in between her thighs. She’s tentative and obviously unsure of herself. Brandy coaches her gently, but her first few licks have a definite I-don’t-want-to-be-doing-this vibe. She keeps going, though, and starts getting into it. I can see the point at which the switch flips and Taylor decides she actually likes eating pussy. It’s clear Brandy can also tell, because there start to be little moans interspersed through her instructions.

“We’ll make a good little pussy-licker out of you in no time, big sis,” Brandy moans. “I’ve wanted you to do this since before our parents got married. And here you’re doing it with a man standing there watching you—you’re making his big, thick cock so hard, and long . . . he wants so badly to shove it in your tight little cunt and make a woman out of you—” Brandy’s voice cuts off with a gasp. “Ooooh, yeah, that’s good, big sister, suck on my lips, pull on my pussy lips—more, more, more . . .”

Taylor’s getting enthusiastic about eating out her stepsister, who’s starting to look like she’s enjoying herself. I shift around so I can get a good shot of Brandy’s face.

The movement calls Brandy’s attention to me, though, and she decides to shift gears. “Enough for right now, big sis. We can do this anytime. We have a beautiful big cock standing here and we shouldn’t let it go to waste. It’s time for your first blowjob.”