Peeked through the crack in the door and saw it—her stepmom’s thick thighs spread wide over his cock, belly pressing into him as she rides him like she owns him. No lube, no hesitation—just raw fucking on that floral bedspread while he grips her hips. Tits jiggling free as she leans back, ass slapping against his thighs so loud you’d swear they didn’t care who heard. Then she flips onto her back and pulls him down by the hair—‘Harder,’ she whispers—and you know this isn’t their first time.
