Stepmom catches me, still lets me finish.

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Tittie-Fuckin’ Tuesday with Mamma

Damn, I’d been droolin’ over that aged pussy for weeks. My stepmom, Sally, was a fine piece of ass. She was a cougar, all right, with proportions that could make a young buck’s knees weak. And I was about to watch a taste of her tittie-fuckin’ goodness.

It was a Tuesday night, and she’d come home earlier than usual. She’d been out with the girls, and I could tell she was worn out. But she still had that twinkle in her eye that said she was up for some fun.

I’d been waitin’ in my room, listenin’ for her to come up the stairs. When I heard her footsteps, I slipped out and made my way to her room. She was wearin’ a tight little dress that wrapped her physique just right. I could see the outline of her nipples through the fabric.

“Hey, kiddo,” she said, lookin’ me up and down with a smirk. “What are you doin’ out of your room so late?”

“I just couldn’t sleep, Mamma,” I lied. “I was thinkin’ about somethin’.”

“Well, come on in and tell me about it,” she said, invite-like. I couldn’t believe it. She was actually lettin’ me into her room.

I moved closer to her, and she put her hand on my shoulder. “What’s on your mind, honey?” she asked.

“I was just thinkin’ about how beautiful you are, Mamma,” I said, swallowin’ hard. “And I was thinkin’ that maybe you’d let me… you know… touch you.”

She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. I could see the excitation in her eyes, and I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

“Alright, kiddo,” she said, her voice low and humid. “But we gotta be quiet. Nobody can know about this.”

She stood up and moved closer to me. I could feel the fever of her curves as she leaned in. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her tit, pressin’ it against my hard pole. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yeah, Mamma,” I said, my voice crackin’ with lust. “I plat it.”

She started to rub her tit against my hard pecker, and I almost came right then and there. But she pulled back, teasin’ me. “You want more, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes, Mamma,” I whimpered. “Please, I need it.”

She laughed, a deep, throaty laugh that sent shivers down my spine. “Alright, kiddo,” she said, and she leaned in, her lips brushin’ against mine. I could taste the wine on her breath, and it only made me more wild.

She pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealin’ her smooth, tanned skin. I could relate the dark curls of her pussy, and I wanted to taste it so bad.

“You can touch me, kiddo,” she said, and I reached out and touched her tit. It was soft and loving, and I could feel the hard nipple beneath my fingers.

She leaned back, giving me a better view. “But I want you to shag me with your putz,” she said. “I want you to fill me up with your finale.”

I was in heaven. I reached down and grabbed my pecker, and she guided it to her pussy. She was so tight, so eager, and I could feel the wetness of her on my dick.

“Fuck me, kiddo,” she said, her voice low and porn. “Fuck me hard.”

And so I did. I fucked her like a wild animal, poundin’ into her pussy until I came, spurtin’ my squirt all over her balloons. She moaned and screamed, her curves tremblin’ with treat.

“That’s it, kiddo,” she said, breathin’ heavy. “Give it to me.”

And I did. I gave her everythin’ I had, and we both came together, our bodies bowered in a glorious mess of sweat and fun.

And that, my friends, is how I got a taste of that aging pussy I’d been cravin’ for so long.

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