Didn’t expect this after the shower. Stepson steps into the bathroom, towel still wrapped around his waist, only to find his stepmom bent over the armrest of the couch—tits hanging loose, ass cheeks glistening from water. Pretends she didn’t hear him but wiggles back when he presses against her. No foreplay. Just raw fingers sliding up first—she gasps like it’s forbidden—and then that thick cock pushing past resistance. Hands on her hips now, pulling her backward until she’s straddling his lap with one hand gripping the cushion for balance.
