Peeked through the door by accident. There she was—his stepmom in nothing but a half-ripped nightie, sprawled on the bed like she didn’t care who saw. One look at her spread legs and he knew this wasn’t innocent. First, her fingers—thick nails digging into his chest as she yanks him down for a sloppy kiss. Then the sound: wet lips smacking around his shaft while she rides it like it’s her last chance. Hair pulled so hard he sees stars. When he tries to slow down? She spanks his ass red and tells him to keep going—‘I don’t have time for gentle.
