Step-Mom Knows Best: Oral Education
Her lips parted around my cock before I could protest, warm and wet, swallowing every inch until I on the suddenness of it. The taste of her mouth was , her grip firm yet teasing, drawing moans I’d never dared utter aloud. When she pulled back, breathless, she smirked. Again.
My hands trembled as she them against hers, teaching me how to stroke myself while her tongue flicked at the tip. Every gasp, every shudder only made her smile wider. Then, without warning, she pinned me beneath her, straddling my hips as she took control—her rhythm deliberate, her eyes locked onto mine. I came harder than I ever had, body arching violently as she swallowed every drop.
She licked her lips slowly, rising just enough to whisper, Now you know. Before I could speak, she left me there, still shaking, the memory of her heat seared into my skin.
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