BANGBROS – Stepsister Dillion Harper and Her Stepbrother Get Caught!

Title: “Caught in the Act: Dillion Harper and Her Steppy’s Shameful Shag”

The door creaked open, sunlight spilling across the threshold and illuminating the sordid scene. There lay Dillion Harper, naked save for a pair of skimpy pink panties, her shapely porcelain legs wrapped around the waist of her stepbrother as he pounded into her with wanton abandon. Her hands clutched his toned back, nails digging in as she gasped and moaned in ecstasy, her voluptuous breasts bouncing with each forceful thrust.

“Oh fuck!” she cried out, her voice echoing in the small bedroom. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

Her stepbrother, a ruggedly handsome man with a smoldering gaze, didn’t heed the warning as he continued to plunge in and out of her tight, wet warmth. He grunted, sweat beading on his furrowed brow, lost in the intensity of their illicit tryst.

The door creaked wider and a familiar voice rang out in disgust. “Dillion! Ty! What the hell are you two doing?!”

Dillion’s blue eyes snapped open in shock, her plump mouth forming an ‘O’ as she stared at their furious mother standing in the doorway. Ty froze, his face a mask of horror, before slowly sliding out of his step-sister and trying desperately to cover up their nakedness.

“Mom, it’s not what it looks like!” Ty stammered, his voice cracking.

Dillion, on the other hand, shot her step-mom a defiant glare, her lust-filled eyes narrowing. “Like hell it isn’t,” she spat. “I wanted him. He wanted me. We took what we wanted. So fucking what if you don’t approve?”

Their mother’s face turned red with rage and humiliation. She clenched her fists, trembling with barely contained anger. “Get out! Both of you! Now!”

Dillion rolled her eyes and sauntered past, making sure to give her step-mother a clear view of her round, juicy ass barely contained by her skimpy thong. She paused by the door, casting a sly glance over her shoulder at Ty. “Aren’t you coming?” she purred.

Ty gulped, his member still rock hard from their interrupted session. He glanced from his fuming mother to his sex-pot step-sister, warring emotions passing over his features. Finally, desire won out. He leapt from the bed and bolted for the door, snatching up his clothes as he went.

Dillion led the way down the stairs, her naked flesh on full display, tits jiggling with each step. Beneath the stairs she paused, turning to face Ty and pressing her body flush against his. She ground her hips into his still-hard cock, her nipples grazing his chest as she leaned in close.

“You’re a naughty boy, Ty,” she breathed, her breath hot against his ear. “But you’ve got one hell of a cock. Why don’t we take this to my bedroom and continue the party in private?”

Ty didn’t need to be asked twice. He cupped her curvy ass and hoisted her up, encouraging her to wrap those long legs around his waist. He marched up the stairs to her room, teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her neck as he tasted her floral perfume.

Inside the room he kicked the door shut behind them and flung Dillion onto the bed, crawling over her like a panther stalking it’s prey. His eyes devoured every inch of her creamy skin, from the delicate swell of her breasts to the glistening pink of her dripping slit.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he growled, his voice low and husky. “I can’t resist you, Dillion.”

“Then don’t,” she challenged, reaching out to stroke his rigid shaft. “Take me, Ty. Make me yours.”

With a feral grin Ty pinned her wrists above her head and captured her pouty lips in a searing kiss. She opened to him willingly, tongue dancing with his as she writhed beneath him. He released one of her wrists to trail his hand down her side, teasing the creamy skin of her inner thigh until his fingers found her slick heat.

Dillion moaned into the kiss as he circled her sensitive bud, hips bucking up in search of more. Ty obliged, plunging two thick fingers in deep, crooking them to stroke that magic spot within as his thumb continued to tease her swollen clit.

“Yes Ty! Oh fuck, just like that!” Dillion cried, her hips undulating with pleasure. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Not yet you’re not,” Ty commanded, pulling his hand away. “Not until I say so.”

He straddled her body, trailing kisses down her neck and between her heaving breasts. He took one rosy nipple into his mouth, suckling hard as his hand continued to toy with the other, pinching and rolling until Dillion was a mewling mess.

Dillion tangled her fingers in Ty’s hair as he lavished attention on her neglected tits, back arching to push more of herself into his eager mouth. When he bit down on her nipple it sent a shock of pleasure straight to her core, making her clench around nothing, desperate to be filled.

“Please Ty,” she panted. “I need your cock. I need it so bad.”

Ty lifted his head, lips curling in a wicked grin. “Not yet, baby. You’re not ready for me yet.”

He continued his sensual assault, roaming his hands over every inch of Dillion’s quivering flesh, pinching, squeezing, teasing. He bought her to the precipice again and again, backing off just before she could tumble over the edge. Dillion sobbed in frustration, fucking desperate to cum.

“Ty, please!” she begged, tears of frustration pricking at her eyes. “I’ll do anything! Just fuck me already!”