Is It Wrong She's My Stepmom? Vol. 3 - Scene 2

She leans in the doorway. Torn between what's forbidden and what her eyes keep finding. They're right there—her stepmother's breasts, heavy, soft at the edges of that low-cut robe. The dip between them deep enough to lose an hour in. Then there's that ass. Round. Tight. Tightens harder when she shifts weight from one leg to the other. And fuck, there's no hiding the fact that the woman is soaked through the thin fabric already clinging between her thighs.