BANGBROS – Step Mom Phoenix Marie Aggressively Handles Teen Elsa Jean

Craving quenched

Phoenix Marie, the succubus in sexy jeans, sauntered into the living room, her heels clicking menacingly. There sprawled teen Elsa Jean on the couch, legs spread, seemingly lost in her phone. The world exploded into chaos the instant those eyes looked up.

“Look at me!” Phoenix demanded, standing over the bewildered blond minx. Her voice was imperious, almost snarling, as if she had waited eons for this moment. Elsa’s head snapped up, wide eyes fixing on Phoenix’s stern, lushly painted mouth. Their gazes collided like thunderclaps.

“Wh-what’s your problem?” Elsa stammered, her voice thin and reedy. But there was defiance there too, a spark that Phoenix could barely conceal her thrill at extinguishing. Her eyes narrowed; a wicked smirk twisted her ruby lips.

“My problem? Oh sweetie, I think you mean our problem,” Phoenix purred, and pounced.

Elsa was pinned in seconds, hands shoved above her head, flesh squelching obscenely against ass as Phoenix’s body came down, enveloping hers. Ah yes, this is what she lived for. The fight, the buck and thrash, Elsa’s breath hitching as Phoenix bit and clawed.

“M-mom!” Elsa squealed as Phoenix latched onto her throat, sucking dark marks into tender flesh. “Stop!”

“Naughty girl,” Phoenix growled into her ear. “Creeping on that guy. He’s twice your age!” She punctuated the words with a harsh dig of hips. “I oughta fuck that sassy attitude right outta you.”

“P-please, no!” Elsa whimpered, but Phoenix was unstoppable. Her hands found buckles and zippers, shoving and clawing until those pert tits popped free, rosy nipples straining. They were jealous things compared to Phoenix’s surgically enhanced planets of sex.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. By the time I’m done with this sweet body, you’ll be singing my name like a prayer!”

Moaning, Phoenix latched her hungry mouth onto Elsa’s. All the defiance and heat poured from the younger girl’s mouth into Phoenix’s as tongues writhed together, teeth clashing. A vicious, erotic slugfest.

Elsa’s hips bucked up as Phoenix rocked into her, that huge cock grinding her clit through their clothes. The denim was soaked through, inching up her tender inner thighs. She was pliant, melted into submission under Phoenix’s dominating weight.

That ache between her legs built, intensifying with every slam of Phoenix’s hips. Her cries pitched higher, desperate, as Phoenix wr writhed above her. Wet, obscene squelches rose to accompany her feminine mewls.

“Fuck,” Phoenix ground out, teeth gnashing ELSA’s SHAED. “Such a wet little slut!”

“Yes!” Elsa wailed, nails raking down Phoenix’s back. “Fuck me, Mom! P-Please!”

With a roar, Phoenix snatched their clothes away, baring all that smooth, cock-hungry skin. Her cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, aimed right at Elsa’s weeping slit. No more foreplay was needed, no primal need for oils or lube.