Remember When We Used To...?

Alex Coal and Serena Blair, those hot step-sisters, are knee-deep in scrubbing their old family house to slap a 'For Sale' sign on it. First place they ever called home, but with Dad gone and them off living their lives, Mom can't rattle around in this beast alone. In the bathroom, suds flying, they start cracking up about the old days—sharing baths as fresh step-sibs, bonding through chaos. Hell, who hasn't shoved a sister's head under the bubbles for kicks? Time slips away like that, and bam—they're late for dinner. No way they're missing those steaks. Quick fix? Hop in the tub together. Awkward as hell, sure, but it's already steaming full. Why waste it? They peel off clothes, slide in skin-to-skin, and damn, the air thickens. Hands roam with soapy lather, soft strokes turning bold on each other's curves. That spark ignites—eyes lock, breaths hitch. No holding back now. They crash together, lips hungry, tongues dancing for the first forbidden taste. Fingers dive deeper, exploring slick folds, savoring every moan as they lap at each other's pussies like it's the sweetest secret. Door's wide open now. One bath, and it's game on—bet it's not the last steamy splash.