You weren’t supposed to see this. Stepson sits there stroking himself, thinking no one’s home—until the door creaks open and his stepmom walks in wearing nothing but those ripped fishnets and a smirk. She doesn’t stop when she catches him; just slides onto his lap like it’s an invitation. Thick thighs squeezing as she rides him blindfolded, tits bouncing with every thrust while he chokes back moans. Then the other guy walks in—they both freeze—but it’s too late. Stockings hiked up, ass slapping against his hips as fingers dig into flesh. Cumshot right there on the couch cushions.
