Stepmom catches me, halts, my squirt on her hairy pussy.

Stepmom catches me filming her, reluctant to cheat on dad she still lets me ejaculate on her hairy milf pussy

Stepmom’s Surprise

I’d been sneaking around the house all week, trying to see a glimpse of my stepmom, Martha. She was a fine piece of ass, even if she was older than my dad. I’d always had a thing for aging women, and Martha’s physique and silky hair were driving me horny. I’d never acted on it, but I couldn’t help but fantasize about her every time I was in the house.

The Night of Lust

One night, I was lurking around the kitchen, trying to observe a peek of Martha as she cooked dinner. I had my hand down my pants, stroking myself to thoughts of her hairy pussy. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped, my heart plat in my chest. It was Martha, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” she said, her voice low and amorous. I could unmask the glimmer of amusement in her eyes. She leaned in close, her tits pressing against my chest. I could smell her perfume, a mix of lavender and musk that drove me excited.

“Martha, I’m sorry,” I stammered, my voice shaking. “I didn’t mean to… I just…” I trailed off, unable to finish. She smiled, a knowing smile, and leaned in closer still.

“You don’t have to apologize, honey,” she said, her breath excited on my ear. “I know what you’ve been thinking about. And I think I might be able to help you with that.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Martha was offering to fulfill my fantasies? I nodded, unable to speak. She took my hand and led me up to her bedroom, her hips swaying enticingly in front of me.

Once we were in her bedroom, Martha turned to me, her eyes smoldering. “Take off your clothes,” she commanded. I obeyed, shivering with excitation. She watched me eagerly as I stripped, taking in every inch of my body. Then she laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide.

“Come here, honey,” she said, her voice low and spicy. I moved closer, my hands shaking as I reached out to touch her. She was even more amazing up close, her skin soft and smooth, her hairy pussy glistening with passion.

“That’s it,” she moaned as I started to touch her. I couldn’t believe how wet she was, how ready for me. I leaned in, my tongue sliding between her lips, tasting her sweetness. She moaned louder, her physique writhing beneath me.

“Faster,” she urged, her hips bucking against my face. I obeyed, my tongue moving faster and faster, my own fever building inside me. I could feel it bubbling up, ready to explode. I pulled away, my cock throbbing.

“Now,” Martha said, her voice husky. I moved between her legs, my pole poised at the entrance to her hairy pussy. I pushed inside, feeling her tight walls envelop me. She moaned, her figure arching up to meet mine. I started to move, my hips pumping faster and faster.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her fingers digging into my back. I could feel myself getting closer, my squirt building up inside me. Then, just as I was about to blast, I felt a appealing trickle down my back. I looked down to relate that I had squirt on Martha’s hair, stuck to her wet skin.

“Oh, you porny boy,” she said, a smile on her face. “I think we’ve both had a good time tonight.” And with that, she bosomed her arms around me, pulling me close for a long, stunning kiss.

From then on, Martha and I became lovers, satisfying each other’s urges and exploring new heights of thrill. And I’ll never forget the night I caught my stepmom, and she halted my squirt on her hairy pussy.

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