Thick Step Mom Sex in Miami – LaSirena69 – Family Therapy – Alex Adams

The sultry Latina MILF, LaSirena69, is sprawled out on the couch, her curvy figure barely contained by a low-cut blouse and tight shorts. Her husband, Alex Adams, enters the room, looking flustered and uncomfortable. “I got the invitation to family therapy,” he mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s about time we addressed some of our issues.”

LaSirena smirks, patting the empty space beside her. “Come sit, mami. We’ll role-play, just for fun.”

Alex hesitates, then sits down reluctantly. “Okay, but this is strictly professional. I don’t want any funny business.”

She leans in closer, running a finger up his thigh. “Of course, doctor. I’m your patient, after all. Now tell me, what seems to be the problem?”

Alex takes a deep breath, trying to focus. “Well, for starters, I think we have some communication problems. We never talk about our feelings.”

LaSirena laughs, a sultry sound that sends shivers down Alex’s spine. “Oh, I can talk about my feelings, papi. How about I show you how much I appreciate you?”

Before Alex can protest, she’s straddling his lap, grinding her hips against his. He gasps, his hands instinctively gripping her thick thighs. “LaSirena, we shouldn’t…”

She presses a finger to his lips, silencing him. “Shh, just relax. Let mami take care of everything.”

Her hands roam over his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. She leans down, dragging her tongue along his collarbone. Alex’s eyes flutter shut, a low moan escaping his lips. “This isn’t right,” he mumbles, even as his hands slip under her blouse, caressing the soft skin of her back.

LaSirena chuckles, nipping at his earlobe. “Of course it is, doctor. This is therapy. I’m helping you release all that pent-up tension.”

She grinds harder against him, and Alex can feel his resistance crumbling. His hands move up to cup her ample breasts, squeezing gently. LaSirena tosses her head back, a throaty moan filling the room.

“I’ve seen how you look at me,” she purrs, rolling her hips. “You want this, don’t you? You want to fuck your naughty step-mama?”

Alex groans, his hips thrusting up involuntarily. “LaSirena, please,” he begs, not even sure what he’s begging for.

She grins, a wicked glint in her eyes. “Please what, doctor? Please stop? Or please don’t stop?”

She reaches down, palming his hard cock through his pants. “Mmm, someone’s excited. Let’s see what we have here.”

Quickly, she unzips his fly, pulling out his throbbing member. Alex throats out a moan as her hand wraps around him, stroking slowly. “Fuck, LaSirena, we shouldn’t…”

“Shh, no more talking,” she whispers, sinking down onto her knees. She takes him into her mouth, her lips stretching wide around his girth.

Alex’s head falls back against the couch, a long, low groan escaping him. LaSirena bobs her head, taking him deeper each time, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. “Holy shit,” he pants, his hands fisting in her hair.

She looks up at him, her dark eyes filled with lust, as she takes him to the hilt. Alex’s hips buck up, his cock twitching in her throat. She hums around him, sending vibrations straight through him.

“I’m gonna… fuck, LaSirena!”

She pulls back just in time, stroking him rapidly as he comes, his hot seed spurting all over her face and chest. She laps it up, moaning at the taste.

Alex slumps back against the couch, his chest heaving. “That was…” he starts, but she cuts him off with a kiss, her tongue delving into his mouth.

“Just the beginning,” she promises, standing up. She strips off her clothes, revealing miles of smooth, tanned skin. “Now it’s your turn, doctor. Make me feel good.”

Alex swallows hard, his gaze roaming over her curves. “I don’t know if I can… I mean, I’ve never…”

She smiles encouragingly, taking his hand and guiding it between her legs. “Oh, I know you can, papi. Just follow my lead.”

She lowers herself onto his lap again, grinding against his already hardening cock. Alex groans, his fingers exploring her slick folds. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he mumbles, sliding a finger inside her.

LaSirena gasps, her hips rolling against his hand. “Mmm, that’s it, baby. Give me more.”

He adds another finger, pumping them in and out of her tight heat. His thumb finds her clit, rubbing in tight circles. LaSirena throws her head back, a loud moan tearing from her throat.

“Unnh, yes! Just like that! Don’t stop!”

Her hips move faster, riding his hand urgently. Alex can feel her pulsing around his fingers, her juices coating his hand. “That’s it, mami. Come for me,” he urges, plunging his fingers deeper.

With a cry, LaSirena comes undone, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Alex holds her tight, his fingers still buried inside her, milking every last drop of pleasure from her.

She slumps against him, panting heavily. “Fuck, that was intense,” she mumbles, nuzzling into his neck.

Alex chuckles, his fingers stroking up and down her back. “I’d say that was a successful therapy session. How about we continue this in the bedroom?”

LaSirena grins, nipping at his earlobe. “I thought you’d never ask, doctor.”

She stands up, pulling Alex to his feet. Hand in hand, they walk to the bedroom, ready for round two of their very unconventional family therapy.