Jasmine Jae's Stepmom Ass in My Key, Her Ignition

Later on, I can't find my keys anywhere. I'm pretty sure I left them in the door, so I go ask my stepmom if she saw them. But while I'm trying to find out, I notice her ass in my key, her ignition. She's bent over, her tight jeans hugging her curves, and I can't help but stare. Her ass is round and firm, and I imagine what it would feel like to grab it, to squeeze it. I shake my head, trying to focus on the task at hand, but it's hard when she's so close, her scent filling the air. I clear my throat, trying to sound casual, and ask if she's seen my keys. She turns around, her tits bouncing slightly, and I can't help but notice the way her shirt clings to her body. She smiles, her eyes twinkling, and says she hasn't seen them. I nod, trying to keep my cool, but my mind is racing. I can't stop thinking about her, about the way her body moves, the way she looks at me. I know I should be looking for my keys, but all I can think about is her, about the way I want to touch her, to feel her. I take a step closer, my heart pounding in my chest, and I can't help but wonder if she feels the same way.