HOT Step-Mom gets fucked hard
Step into the bedroom, where our insatiable brunette MILF, Lily, perches seductively on the edge of the bed, her too-short defender skirt riding up her thick, juicy thighs. Her magenta nails drum impatiently on her exposed knee while she awaits her prey. The door creaks open and in walks her clueless stepson, clad in nothing but a white undershirt and low-hung grey sweatpants. He freezes in shock, eyes wide as saucers at the sight of the scantily-clad older woman.
“Wh-what are you doing in my bedroom?” he stammers, voice cracking. The strict rule against fraternizing with family members has always been clear, yet Mom’s expectant gaze seems to dare him to disobey. Her itsy-bitsy tanks ride up, showcasing a tantalizing glimpse of underboob. The dim light of the room renders tanned flesh into smooth, sun-kissed caramel.
“I wanted to talk, sweetie,” Lily purrs, reaching behind her back. Zip! Down goes her skirt, exposing a skimpy lace thong and the bottommost curves of her heart-shaped ass. “I’ve noticed you working out, getting bigger and stronger. A growing boy needs…thorough attention.” She parts her thick thighs, the chasm of her mons apparent beneath sheer fabric. Moisture darkens the patch.
Blood rushes south and her son’s sweatpants tent at the sight, lengthening and pulsing against the flimsy grey fabric. He takes a tentative step forward as if pulled by an invisible string, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “You’re my step-mother,” he protests weakly, voice thin against the growl of desire rising in his chest.
A chorus of unintelligible murmurs echo from the crowd gathered outside the video, straining for a better look at the buxom MILF being shot for the cam. Flashes fire, illuminating the creamy slopes of her breasts and an itty-bitty thong inset with a tiny bow. She looks up from under thick lashes, full lips parted. ” discretion is paramount for both of us, love,” she intones, palm rising to rest on the bulge stretching his sweatpants. “Hush now, and let Mommy take good care of her strapping young boy.”
The crowd swells impatiently, hoarse cries rising to an ear-splitting crescendo as Lily presses in, the pressure of her palm maddening through thin layers of cloth. Her son groans, head lolling back. Lily releases her hold, a wicked glint in her eye. She leans down, fluent lips brushing his ear. “On the bed, now,” she whispers, breath hot on his neck. “Someone needs to adjust boy’s visualize.”
His boner pulses in time with his heartbeat as he crawls up the length of the mattress on hands and knees, sweat pants slipping enticingly low to expose just a tempting peek of his abs. The crowd swells, a sea of bodies pulsing and squirming, clamoring for an even better view of the fuckable young thing. Lily settles at the foot of the bed and reaches out, nimble fingers curling into the waistband of the sweatpants. She peels them down slowly, revealing centimeter after centimeter of taut flesh and the jutting length of his penis, a thick and throbbing 8 inches, flushed a rosy purple at the tip.
As his pants slide off kicking his legs curl back as the MILF rubs her face down his thighs, nibbling and licking her way to his throbbing cock. Lily’s expert tongue swirls around his heavy balls before taking the entire length down to the base. Slowly and deliberately she pushes her head forward until she can swallow every inch of that glorious pole. Meanwhile, her son keeps his face down on the bed in order not to make direct eye contact. Yet he traps her head with his hands, entwined fingers forcing her gullet to breathe and eat his dick.
