Slay Savage Gives Stepbro A Suck For Chores

Slay Savage was in a bit of a pickle, with a mountain of chores to tackle before she could jet off to her concert. She needed a hand, and fast. Enter Duncan Saint, her stepbrother, who was more than willing to lend a helping hand—or so he thought. Slay had a different kind of help in mind. She sauntered up to him, her hips swaying seductively, and laid out her proposition. "Duncan, darling," she purred, her voice dripping with a mix of sweetness and mischief, "I've got a deal for you. I'll take care of your chores, but only if you take care of me first." Duncan's eyes widened, his gaze dropping to her ample boobs, which were barely contained by her tight tank top. He swallowed hard, his mind racing with the possibilities. Slay leaned in, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, "I want you to suck on my tits, Duncan. Make me feel good, and I'll make sure your chores are done." Duncan's breath hitched, his cock stirring in his jeans. He couldn't believe his luck. He nodded eagerly, his hands already reaching for her. Slay giggled, stepping back just enough to tease him. "Not so fast, stepbro," she said, her eyes twinkling with delight. "First, you've got to earn it." She turned and walked away, her ass swaying enticingly, leaving Duncan to follow her like a puppy. He was more than willing to do as she asked, his mind already filled with images of her naked body, her tits in his mouth, her ass in his hands. He couldn't wait to get started.