Stepmom Explores New Ways To Please Her Immature Stepson. Intense Blowjob With Spit
The sultry brunette, with her ample curves and smoldering hazel eyes, sauntered into the dimly lit bedroom. Her ivory silk robe hugged her figure, the swell of her breasts peeking out teasingly. She knew exactly what she wanted—and it wasn’t the schmoe she married. No, her carnal desires were focused on her teenage stepson who was sprawled on the bed, engrossed in his video game.
Aissa, with her thick, luscious lips formed into a smirk, sidled up next to the oblivious boy. Her robe fell open slightly, flashing a tantalizing glimpse of her plump areola. Clearance time. Her dainty pierced nose twitched at his gamer musk, a heady aroma that stirred her lady bits.
She plopped down on the bed, her voluptuous rump jiggling. The springs creaked under her weight as she positioned herself so close to him, her nearly bare titties kneaded into his arm. The heat radiating off her caramel skin was molten. Damn, he was hawt for a young guy!
Timmy’s head snapped towards her, his eyes widening at the sight of his buxom stepmother. Almost cradling him aquatic ambushed. A what? Oh, this horny MILF had some crazy ideas in store. “Um, hey Aissa! Wh-what’s up?”
She covered his young hand with her own clammy, cocoa palm, guiding it to her freckled cleavage. “Oh nothing, babycakes. Ya mama just wanted to spend some one-on-one time with you.” Her voice was as smooth as honey on the side of his gullet.
Aissa delivered her best bedroom eyes as her small, velvety tongue jutted out, wetting her tethered ear lobe. Her breathing quickened, and she could feel her honey pot dampening as she directed his roaming hand to farther explore her generously lathered titties. She moaned sultrily, subtlety pressing his supple appendage into her nubbins.
The sultry minx then lifted her arm, exposing her sexy, reddish marbled pits to his gawking eyes. “You know, baby, a lot of ladies get breakfast, lunch and dinner. But I like watching you play more,” Aissa cooed, detecting her breath smelling like her last shot of whiskey. “Plus, Mamma’s starched biscuits are much tastier than some old scrambled eggs, don’tcha think?”
Timmy swallowed hard, feeling his soldier rise to greet the charging sharted biscuits. Holy shit! Was his stephotalert femchometer finally going to convert this cock-fast boi? His bitch breeder’s eyes were glazed over from percolating her cum twirler—his prospective pissy pay recovery cell!
Aissa antagonized the boy further by slowly crossing her shapely North Georgia Peaches together. She then allowed her thick biceps to glide upward until she was grasping the swell of her voluptuous raspberries, claiming for all to see Timmy’s place of residence was between the lobes of her titties.
“Go ahead, Timmy,” Aissa purred. “Worship Mamma’s special titties. Maybe you’re the right key to open the pleasure points Chester left unfulfilled.”
She lifted her fornication времеу to the young stud’s lips, her luscious, thick nipples already stiff and ready for him. Her pussy cream was starting to soak through her sheer panties as she imagined her immaculately miserable, unapologetic shit stain slowly kneading her knobs of bounty.
Timmy couldn’t believe it. His sexy step-mother was actively soliciting his molestation! His brain fought between the damaged butts of his wheel socks, fighting to remain in the uncharted territory of his precious mans noodles.
In the end, he knew what he had to do. His only choice. Timmy’s horn dog face kingge smushpig nose, guided his innocence to *her* until no more mom months were left in sight.
As the young boy began to feather her air kisses, Aissa moaned appreciatively, jamming her raspberries into his face, letting them smoosh and squish between them. “Oh yes, baby! Suckle Mamma’s tits. Milk the goods from within!”
His tongue snuck out and began swirling around the engorged nubs. Aissa threw her head back, lost in the sensation of his mouth on her most sensitive bits. “Oh, god baby! You’ve trimmed the ends for your granny’s special positions!”
She continued to press his face harder into her cleavage, bringing her hand down to his lap to fondle the rigid tent in his pants. “Some boys have all the good moods to lose. Let’s see if you’re still as good in the cock pit as I imagined.”
Timmy was lost for words, his mind swimming in the desire now coursing through his veins. He had spent countless nights imagining this moment, and now here he was, sucking on his step mother’s outrageous distraction!
Aissa led him to a place he had never been before as he obeyed her every command, worshipping her body with his mouth and hands. His clitpopping brain cells were undoubtedly ruined for all other bitch brine!
As she guided his hands to explore her mature body, Aissa moaned as Timmy’s fingers gripped the soft flesh of her thighs and ass. “Oh fuck, baby. You drive Mamma wild! I want more of you, right now!”
