❤️TeamSkeet – Busty MILF Savannah Bond Caught Stepson Jerking Off And Helped Him Unload His Cum
It was a typical Friday night at the Johnson household. John, a strapping young lad of 19, had retreated to his bedroom for some much needed relaxation after a long week of college courses. He threw himself onto his bed and picked up his favorite issue of GQ, flipping through photos of bikini-clad beauties while palming his hardening length through his shorts. He was so lost in his own world that he didn’t hear the faint knock at his door before it creaked open.
“John, honey? I’m just doing some laundry and I thought I’d grab your hamper…” Savannah’s voice trailed off as her eyes landed on the scene before her. Her son, face flushed and bites marks on his swollen lips, frantically tugging away at his cock. Herself, as the source of his current fantasy, judging by the wet spot spreading on the pages he’d been frantically turning.
“Oh my! John, what are you…” Savannah flustered out, face growing red. She shut the door and rushed to cover his exposed manhood with a face-cloth as if shielding an aged relative from a prurient crowd.
“I-I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have barged in like that…” she quickly apologized while averting her eyes. They darted around, landing on anything but the tent pitched in his shorts.
“N-n-no, it’s my fault!” John yelped, scrabbling to cover himself with the hastily tossed cloth. He could feel his arousal wilting at the awkwardness. “I should have locked the door or something. I was so, uh, engrossed in my magazine…”
Savannah peered shyly at him, noting the desperation in his voice and his flushed cheeks. In all her years as a mother of three, she’d never once been in such a position. Her son was grown now, a man in every sense of the word. More, he was responding like a man, not the little boy she’d raised.
She hesitated, then gave him a gentle, utterly motherly smile. “It’s quite normal for boys your age, John. No need to be embarrassed.” She stepped closer, perching on the edge of the bed with a knowing smile. “In fact…” She bit her plump lower lip, letting a heavy silence stretch between them. “That’s…that’s actually what brought me in here.”
Savannah leaned forward, patting his knee. Her robe gaped open slightly as she did. “Honey, when I got cleaned up after the gym, I thought I saw your light under the door. And I had to confess, I was a bit curious.” Her voice lowered to a purr. She reached up, idly playing with the hem of her sports bra. “Seeing a man at work – it’s quite arousing, isn’t it? No matter who the man is?”
John could only nod, caught between absolute mortification and whole-body tingles of excitement. His step-mom’s tank top rode up, revealing the waistband of those tight shorts she wore when working out. And her tone – in all the years she’d been his ‘mom’, he’d never heard Savannah take that particular purr. Had she always sounded so sensual in her distraction?
“I’m glad it was me who interrupted, actually.” Savannah offered him a wink. “My hand’s steady enough to handle this sort of thing. I did raise you two from diapers, after all.” She patted his knee again, this time allowing her hand to linger. “If you’d like, I could, umm…”
She leaned in closer, until her ample bosom grazed his thigh. Her fingertips traced idle patterns on his knee. “I could help you find some release,” she whispered. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Mommy’s here.”
