She should’ve known better. Thick-lipped stepmom with saggy tits and a belly that jiggles when she moves catches him watching. One look at those tired but hungry eyes and she drags him behind the couch—knees sinking into carpet, hands gripping his thighs like he’s the last drink at closing time. Yellow tank rides up past her hips as she takes him deep, lips stretched obscenely around thick cock while her glasses fog up from hot breath. No lube? Doesn’t matter. She knows how to work it with just spit and practice—decades of experience written all over her face as cum drips off her chin onto that faded yellow fabric. The whole house could walk in right now.