Taboo Stepmom: She Knew What That Outfit Did
Going home always felt like a trap, because she never dressed for guests, only for comfort, and comfort on her meant cleavage and too little fabric. You spent the whole visit staring at the ceiling and failing. She noticed. Of course she noticed.
This time the small talk runs out and the room gets quiet, and the gap between you two stops being polite. She pulls you in for a hug that lasts too long, presses close, and the rest happens in that slow, unhurried way that makes it worse. She talks you through it, dirty and teasing, calling out exactly how obvious you have been. Then she has you on your back, her tits wrapped around your cock, sliding and squeezing while she keeps up the running commentary. Warm, taboo and dangerously easy to get used to.
Tags: tittyfuck, roleplay, cleavage
