Mom-Night Stand

Katie Morgan married a week ago, but her vows already mean nothing. Her stepdaughter-to-be is a stranger she planned to forget—until Morgan walks through the door and locks eyes with her across the dinner table. The college girl’s smirk says everything. That night, once the house sleeps, Katie slips into Morgan’s room wearing nothing under her robe. Morgan pushes the silk off her shoulders, palms full of Katie’s heavy tits, and sucks each nipple until Katie’s knees buckle. Clothes vanish fast. Katie lies back, legs spread, while Morgan climbs over her. Mouth meets cunt in a hungry sixty-nine, tongues flicking, hips rolling. Morgan’s small breasts brush Katie’s belly as she grinds, and Katie swallows every wet sound Morgan makes. They come hard, shaking, lips glistening. Later, Katie tells herself this has to stop—then Morgan’s tongue finds her again, and she stops thinking altogether.