Italian Step mother – She Caught Her Stepson Masturbating And Ordered Him To Put Him In Her
The sun filtered through the blinds in the teenager’s bedroom, casting a sexy, shadowy glow over the sleek, muscular body of his stepmother. Layla reclined on the edge of the bed, her satin nightgown riding up her wide hips, exposing her plump, rounded ass cheeks. The young man, Jafar, lay sprawled out on the plush carpet, his hands firmly gripping her firm thighs as he lapped at her wet, shaved slit.
“Mmmm, yes baby… lick Mummy’s pussy just like that,” Layla gasped, writhing her hips against his eager tongue. “Ohhh, your mouth feels so good on my clit…”
Jafar groaned in response, the vibrations sending shivers down his stepmother’s spine. He spread her thighs wider, plunging his tongue deep into her tight, dripping channel. The taste of her sweet juices coated his lips as he delved in, flicking against her g-spot.
Layla’s large, pillowy breasts heaved with each panting breath, her hardened brown nipples peeking out the sheer lace of her gown. She threaded her fingers through her son’s dark curly hair, guiding his head exactly where she wanted it.
“You’re such a good boy, Jafar,” she purred sultrily. “Mummy likes when you’re a good boy. Now put this cock in me before I cum all over the place.”
Jafar wasted no time scrambling to his feet, his massive erection bobbing in the air. Wasting no time, he positioned himself at Layla’s entrance, rubbing the swollen head along her slick folds, coating himself in her arousal. Then with one swift, smooth thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in her tight, velvety walls.
“Ahhhh, fuckkk!” Layla cried out in pleasure, her eyes rolling back. “That’s it baby, stretch Mummy’s little cunny wide. Ohhh, you’re so fucking big…”
Jafar began thrusting hard and fast, his heavy balls slapping against her ass with each pump of his hips. They both cried out in unison, mad with lust and forbidden desire.
“Harder! Fuck me harder! Pound that pussy!” Layla demanded shamelessly.
Jafar complied eagerly, gripping her lush thighs for leverage as he rutted into her like a wild animal. The lewd sounds of their passionate coupling filled the room – skin slapping against skin, the wet sucking noises of his cock plunging in and out of her soaking snatch.
“ughn… I’m gonna cum, stepmother! I can’t hold it back any longer,” Jafar grunted, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
“Yessss, fill me up baby!” Layla urged breathily. “Pump me full of your boys. I want to feel it inside me, painting my walls white. Cum in me, NOW!”
With a roar, Jafar slammed home one final time, erupting like a geyser into Layla’s welcoming depths. His hot seed gushed freely as she clenched around him, milking every last drop.
Panting, Jafar collapsed on top of her, nuzzling into the curve of her neck. They lay tangled together, bodies hot and sweat-slicked, hearts pounding from the intensity of their shared climax.
“No more hiding how we feel,” Layla stated firmly. “This is how it should be, what we both really wanted, deep down. Mum will accept it.”
Jafar nodded against her skin, placing a soft kiss on her racing pulse. “I don’t want to hide anymore either. You’re mine now, mine forever.”
Layla grasped his chin, tilting his face up to look her in the eyes. Her gaze smoldered with possessive hunger and deep, unspoken affection. “And you are mine, my baby boy. It will always be this way between us, from now until the end of time.”
