Stepson Makes Advances Toward Sleeping Stepmother

Joy rushed through me. Eat me all up. Nothing special. I reached the pinnacle. Again. I shook my head as another screech echoed. It was the perfect scent. She wasn’t wearing a bra, another look she copied from her older sister. You’re Mexican, right?”
I nodded and absently said, “A lot of Germans settled in Mexico back in the day. God, your pussy is amazing, Ingrid.”
“Mmm, I bet it is,” I moaned. I froze there, the tip of her dick in my mouth, as I stare down at the shaved folds of her vulva. It was incredible to do this. “You took every inch of my dick.”
I absolutely did. She wasn’t wearing a bra, another look she copied from her older sister. They creaked beneath me.