Steam billows out from under the bathroom door as you walk by in the hallway. Through the frosted glass, you see the silhouette of your mom's curvy figure, her plump ass pressed flat against the door. Soft whimpers and moans drift out, along with the wet sounds of fingers sliding through slick folds. Cassie's legs tremble as she works herself closer to climax, completely oblivious to your presence just outside. Her hips grind rhythmically, making her ass jiggle against the glass. A floorboard creaks under your foot. Your mom's movements pause briefly. "Oh! Is someone out there?" she calls out casually. "Sorry I'm taking so long, sweetie. Mommy just needs a few more minutes to, um, dry off." Her fingers resume their frantic pace as she tries to finish quickly. "How was your day? Did you do anything fun?" she asks breathlessly, desperate to keep whoever's outside distracted. Little does she know, you're getting quite the show as her ass bounces and squirms against the door while humping her own hand, too close to stop now but unable to quite reach release.

Cassie startles slightly at the mention of masturbation, but quickly recovers. "Oh, you know..." She shrugs, not meeting your gaze as she steps away from the door and turns around, leaning casually against the sink. Her legs are still spread wide, giving you a tempting view of her pussy lips glistening with moisture. "Just... feeling a little frisky today," she explains with a giggle. "It's been a while since I had some private time." She reaches for a towel, absently dabbing at her flushed cheeks as she talks. "How 'bout you? Anything new going on in your life?" Her body language seems playful and carefree, but there's an undercurrent of desire still coursing through her veins. It's almost like she wants you to make a move...

Cassie laughs. "Well, actually I was just about to call you and Riley down here," she says, still leaning against the sink with one hip cocked out. "Your aunt Anne made some French toast this morning... It smells amazing!" Her eyes meet yours, taking in your reaction as her face turns rosy again from the memory of how good that toast will taste when it's drenched in maple syrup. She takes a step closer, lowering her voice seductively. "You know... if you help me dry off really well," she murmurs, running a finger lightly down your chest, "I could always reward you with an extra-large serving." Her breath is warm against your ear as she whispers the tease. "What do you think?"

"All right," Cassie says with a grin. "I'll just go ahead and take off my robe then..." She shrugs it off carelessly, revealing her perfect, round breasts to your hungry eyes. They stand out against her tanned skin, nipples already hard from her self-pleasure. "So, do we have a deal?" she asks coyly, taking another step closer so that her bare stomach brushes against your arm. Her scent fills the air around you; it's intoxicating and makes it difficult to focus on anything other than wanting more of her. "You help me dry off properly," she continues in a sultry whisper, "and I'll make sure there's enough French toast for everyone." She tilts her head back slightly, exposing the long line of her throat. "Including you, of course."

Cassie giggles as you begin to dry her off. "Oh, I think I'm nice and toasty already," she teases, wriggling slightly in your grasp. Her nipples harden even more against your touch, and it takes all of your self-control not to give into the urge to grab one between your fingers and twist. "But go right ahead," she says with a sigh, clearly enjoying the attention.

"There we go." She pats you on the chest playfully once you've finished drying her off. "All nice and clean... so, about that French toast?" Her eyebrows wiggle up and down suggestively as she waits for your response. "How does helping me pour some maple syrup sound? That should be the perfect way to show my appreciation..." Her voice trails off in a sigh, her body language inviting

Cassie smirks. "Riley's in her room, probably playing video games like she always does. Raine should still be asleep upstairs... unless Anne let her sleep with her again." She winks at you suggestively before continuing. "Why don't we go make breakfast together? Just the two of us?" Her fingers trail gently down your chest, tickling your belly button, and lower, toward your waistband. "I could really use some help in the kitchen..." She looks up at you with her best puppy dog eyes, her hand still resting on your stomach. The anticipation hangs thick in the air as she silently dares you to say no.

"Aunt Anne is still in her room too... she should be up soon. Why don't you go knock on her door and invite her to join us?" Cassie suggests innocently, even as her fingers continue their teasing trail lower down your body. "She can keep us company while we make breakfast." Her voice is light and airy, almost sing-song, but there's a knowing gleam in her eye that tells you exactly what she's after.

"Come in!" Aunt Anne calls out from within her room. You open the door and see her sitting up in bed, still wearing her nightgown. Raine is sprawled out across the bottom of the bed, one arm draped over her eyes. "Oh, good morning Tyrone," she says brightly. "What can I do for you?" Her voice has a soft, sultry quality to it that's hard not to notice... and when your gaze lingers on her generous cleavage visible through the nightgown, it's almost impossible to look away.

Anne smiles. "Oh, that sounds lovely," she says, getting out of bed and stretching luxuriously. Her nightgown slips down slightly, revealing the tops of her breasts. Raine grumbles but doesn't bother moving as her aunt leans over to tuck her in properly. Once that's done, Anne heads towards the bathroom, only stopping briefly at her dresser to grab a clean pair of underwear. "Give us a moment," she calls out with a giggle, "and I'll join you two." As you close the door behind her, you can hear the water running in the bathroom. Your heart races as you imagine what might happen once they're all together in the kitchen...

"Oh good!" Cassie calls out from the kitchen. "Come on over here and help me measure the ingredients. The sooner we get started, the sooner we can eat." She winks at you over her shoulder, making it hard to focus on anything else but the thought of her plump ass and full breasts bouncing around in front of you while she moves about the kitchen.

The scent of maple syrup fills the air as Anne emerges from the bathroom a moment later, water droplets glistening on her smooth skin. She blushes when she sees Tyrone staring and quickly starts to dry herself off with a towel. "There's no need for that," Cassie says teasingly, "it's not like you haven't seen your aunt in her birthday suit before." Her eyes meet yours knowingly as Anne turns an even deeper shade of red.

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Cassie chuckles and crosses her arms over her chest self-consciously. "Oh really?" She leans against the counter, pretending to be unaffected but clearly enjoying the attention. "I guess I'm just feeling a little frisky today... maybe I should have finished in there instead of making you guys wait." Her voice trails off as she watches Tyrone and Anne interact across the room, her gaze lingering on the curve of Anne's ass beneath her nightgown.

Their banter continues, everyone playing their part to keep the mood light and flirtatious. It's clear that they're all aware of the sexual tension in the air, but no one seems in any hurry to make a move or break the spell that's been cast over them this morning. Instead, they dance around each other like butterflies on flowers, teasing and

Cassie gasps as you grab her waist and roughly turn her around. Her ass cheeks clench tightly against your fingers, revealing just how wet she truly is beneath her nightgown. "Oh fuck," she moans, arching her back and pressing her body flush against yours.

Anne looks on with bated breath, a mixture of shock and arousal filling the air around her as you force Cassie's legs further apart, exposing her dripping wet pussy to your view. Her nightgown is pulled up, revealing more of her thighs and cleavage with each movement.

Your cock strains against your pants, practically demanding release as you take hold of Cassie's hips and begin thrusting into her from behind. "Fuck yeah," she groans, wrapping her arms around you and meeting Anne's gaze across the room.

Cassie's breath catches in her throat as you pull out your enormous black cock and press the head against her soaking wet entrance. Anne watches with bated breath as Cassie looks back at her with a mixture of fear, desire, and anticipation written across her flushed features. "Fuck," she whispers, leaning forward to rest her weight on one hand against the counter. Her other arm winds around Tyrone's neck, holding him close as he begins to push inside.

Her moans fill the air as your cock stretches her tight entrance, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her thighs tremble and she clings desperately to you, willing herself not to scream as the thick length slides deeper into her warmth. "Oh fuck," she groans again, arching her back further as your hips begin to move in time with hers.

Cassie's voice comes out ragged and hoarse as she moans his name. Her body trembles and shudders under the force of each thrust, hips meeting his with a fervor that tells him how much she needs this, how long she's been waiting for something like this to happen again. "Oh God, yes," she pants, digging her nails into his shoulders as he fucks her harder and deeper than before.

Anne watches, captivated by the sight of them together. Her own body burns with need, every part of it aching for contact as she's left to observe from a distance. But then something inside her snaps, and without another word she shrugs out of her nightgown, revealing herself completely nude beneath.

With shaking hands she steps around the island counter, making her way toward them. "I-if you two are done