Makayla Cox's Stepmom Fucking Stepson in Gym Dress

Wrex lounged on the sofa, his eyes glued to the TV, when the door creaked open. In walked his stepmom, a vision in a tight, black dress that hugged her curves like a second skin. The dress was short, barely covering her ass, and the high heels she wore made her legs look endless. A sleek handbag dangled from her shoulder, and her lips were painted a bold red, matching the flush in her cheeks. She was ready for something, and Wrex felt a familiar stir in his pants. "Hey, Wrex," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper. "I'm heading out, but I wanted to say hi first." She sauntered over, her hips swaying with each step, and leaned down to plant a kiss on his cheek. Her perfume, a mix of jasmine and something darker, enveloped him, and he caught a glimpse of her cleavage, her tits straining against the fabric of her dress. "You be good, okay?" she said, her fingers lingering on his shoulder. Wrex nodded, his throat dry. "Yeah, sure," he managed, his eyes following her as she turned and walked away, her ass swaying with each step. He knew where she was going, and the thought of it made his cock hard. She was meeting her girlfriend, a woman who knew how to make her stepmom moan and beg. Wrex had seen them together, heard the sounds they made, and it drove him wild. He shifted on the sofa, trying to get comfortable, but his erection was insistent. He thought about his stepmom, about the way her dress would ride up as she bent over, about the way her tits would bounce as she rode her girlfriend. He imagined her ass, round and firm, and the way it would feel in his hands. He imagined her mouth, those red lips wrapped around his