I've been talking to this woman online for weeks. StepMom's been lonely since StepDad left, smiling at messages from her mystery guy. Neither of us knew.
Tonight at the hotel, the door opens and my heart stops. That dress. That look — shock, shame, then heat. She tries to run but i stop her. We talk. We admit it: i love her like i've never loved anyone. And she feels it too.
Kneeling, i worship her feet first. She strips, bends over the bed. i spread her wide and lick her hole slow and deep until she's grinding back, begging me to ruin her. She says no one's ever been there. That it's mine.
On her knees, she takes my cock like she's starving — gagging, tears streaming, not stopping. She wants me to mark her. i fuck her ass slow then hard, pulling her hair until she's trembling. When i cum deep inside, she spreads her cheeks and watches it leak out like it's sacred.
But she's not done. She swallows me again, sucks until i explode, then spits it on her tits like a trophy.
Tomorrow we'll hide and lie. But tonight? She whispers she doesn't want this to end. This isn't a mistake. It's ours. And we're never letting go.
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