She wasn’t supposed to be home yet. The boy from next door had just dropped by for ‘homework help,’ but when she walked through the door, her stepmom was already on her knees with his dick buried past her lips. No warning. No hesitation—just a muffled gag as the cock slides deeper while he freezes mid-sentence. Tan lines and smeared mascara tell the whole story: this isn’t their first time playing hooky together. His hands grip her hair like she’s about to pull away, but she doesn’t—she swallows. Spittle drips down her chin as he fights not to groan too loud, one hand sneaking under the table to palm a tit through her blouse.
