Milf’s dual intimacies soak stepson’s bed.

Milf With Two Pussies Squirts All Over StepSon's Bed [10 min]

My Filthy Milf Fantasy: Soaking Stepson’s Bed in Wet Pussy

Scene One: The Milf’s Enchanting Arrival

The sun was setting, casting long shadows over the backyard, when I saw her. Her name was Lisa, my stepmother, but to me, she was just a milf goddess, a MILF with a capital “M.” Her curves were lush and full, her balloons dripping with the promise of nectar, and her hips swayed seductively as she glided across the wet grass. Her red lipstick was smudged, her black dress clung to her body savor a second skin, and her eyes were filled with a wild, untamed passion.

Scene Two: The Bed Soaking Begins

She approached the house, her heels clicking against the pavement, and I watched, my heart meeting in my chest. I could feel my cock starting to stir in my pants as she climbed the stairs, her ass jiggling with each step. I could hear the sound of her high heels on the wooden floor above, and I knew that she was coming for me.

She entered the bedroom, her pumps discarded next to the bed. I could hear her moans mingling with the sound of the rain pouring down outside. She was soaking in a hot tub, the water sloshing over the sides as she writhed and gyrated, her body glistening in the dim light. Her breasts were heaving, her nipples hard and erect, and her pussy was wet and ready.

Scene Three: The Milf’s Dual Intimacies

As I watched, I could feel myself getting harder and harder, my cock straining against the fabric of my pants. I wanted to taste her, to feel her body against mine. I wanted to be inside her, to be the one making her moan in pleasure. But I knew that I couldn’t. I was just a boy, and she was my stepmother.

But my mind was wild and filthy, and I couldn’t help but imagine other scenarios. I imagined her calling me to the bedroom, her voice thick with desire. “Come here, my dear stepson,” she’d purr, her eyes full of lust. “Let me show you the true meaning of pleasure.” And as she took me in her arms, I would be lost in the passion of her milf pussy, my cock sliding in and out of her wet, waiting hole.

Scene Four: The Bed Soaks Deeper

I could hear her moans growing louder as the water in the tub grew deeper, the sound of her body sloshing against the sides growing more intense. I could imagine her hands trailing over her body, her fingers exploring her nipples, her clit. I could imagine the scent of her perfume, the taste of her lipstick, the feel of her skin against mine.

Scene Five: The Milf’s Enchantment

And as the rain continued to pour down outside, I could feel myself getting lost in the fantasy, my mind filled with the sight of her milf pussy soaking stepson’s bed. I could feel my body trembling with the thrill of the forbidden, the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my breath quickening, my heart meeting.

But then I was brought back to reality. The sun was rising, the rain had stopped, and I was just a boy, alone in his bedroom, his fantasies nothing more than a fleeting dream. But I couldn’t help but wonder, what if?

A Final Warning

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