The Cunt That Made You: Part 2
So I did the only thing I could think of – I crawled between his legs and woke him up with my mouth.
And while I had him there, I told him the truth. Twenty-two years of being a proper, prim stepmother. Twenty-two years of hiding what I really wanted. And it took ONE folder on his computer to break me wide open. My inner slut isn't hiding anymore.
I don't even know how to describe the rest. Missionary. Cowgirl. Reverse. Doggystyle. His cock would not go soft – every time he came inside me he got harder, and I just kept taking him and begging him for more.
By the end I was moaning things I never thought I'd say out loud. Begging my own stepson to breed me. And when we finally finished, we'd been fucking for hours – the room smelled like sex, his cum was overflowing out of me, and I still wanted more.
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