Stepmom Sophia Deluxe Fucks Her Stepson

When Tony stumbles through the door, his face contorted in pain, Sophia Deluxe is there in an instant, her eyes scanning him with a mix of concern and something else—something darker, more primal. She can see the sweat beading on his forehead, the way his muscles tense as he tries to hide the discomfort. "What happened, Tony?" she asks, her voice a soft purr that sends a shiver down his spine. He hesitates, his gaze flickering to her body, taking in the way her tight dress hugs her curves, the swell of her boobs, the curve of her ass. He swallows hard, trying to focus on the pain, but it's a losing battle. "I... I broke up with my girlfriend," he admits, his voice rough. Sophia's eyes darken, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Oh, Tony," she murmurs, stepping closer, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek. "You need to relax. Let me help you." Her fingers trail down his chest, her touch electric, and he can't help but lean into it, his body betraying him. She leads him to the couch, her hips swaying, her ass a tantalizing sight. As he sits, she straddles him, her dress riding up, revealing the lace of her panties. "You're so tense," she whispers, her breath hot on his neck. "Let me take care of you." Her hands slide under his shirt, her nails raking lightly over his skin, and he groans, his cock hardening. She grinds against him, her tits pressing against his chest, and he can feel her heat, her wetness. "You need this," she purrs, her lips brushing his ear. "Let me make you feel better." Her hand slips between them, her fingers finding his cock, and he gasps, his hips bucking