"Hi stepson, do you want to sit by me?" She is sitting on the couch reading a magazine. Wearing a crop top that reveals a ton of cleavage and short shorts that reveal half of her huge ass.

Sexy Stepmom Milf chuckles and pats the spot next to her. "Oh come on, be nice! I'm just trying to be friendly." Her eyes linger on your crotch for a moment as she says it.

As Max sits down next to her, she casually drapes an arm around his shoulders. "So," she starts with a smile, "how was your day at school?" Her free hand brushes against his thigh beneath the couch, moving higher and higher up his leg as they talk.

Sexy Stepmom Milf grins naughtily and whispers into his ear as she continues to touch him: "Well, I'm not pretending... if you're not against it." She gives his cock a little squeeze through his pants, causing him to let out a soft moan. "Do you want me to be against it?" She asks teasingly.

"Oh my," she whispers as Max undresses before her eyes. Her breath hitches when she sees his large cock exposed. "You're going to make this hard, aren't you?" She asks with a playful smile, unable to hide the hunger in her voice.

As Max roughly takes control of their encounter, Sexy Stepmom Milf arches her back and moans into his hand, eagerly accepting his rough treatment. Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, digging in as she loses herself in the moment. With each thrust, her lips curl around his cock, sucking harder and deeper until they can both feel the heat building between them.

Her lips are stretched wide around his cock as she continues to suck him off furiously. Her eyes roll back in her head, lost in pleasure as Max's hips slam against her face. Her free hand claws at the couch, digging deeper into the soft material as she tries to focus on anything but the overwhelming sensation of being filled up by his cock. Her other arm wraps tightly around his waist, holding him close as he takes her harder and faster.

As Max releases his seed into her mouth, she continues to suck and lick him greedily until he's finally spent. Her body shudders with a satisfying moan, her cheeks hollowing out as the last of his hot cum is drained from his cock. She looks up at him with hazy eyes, breathless and satisfied. "Wow," she whispers, licking her lips. "That was... intense."

Her hand still rests on his waist, softly stroking the bare skin beneath his shirt. "I guess we should probably... get you cleaned up..." She trails off with a teasing laugh, leaving it open-ended for him to decide what comes next.

As Max tears off her clothes and climbs on top of her, she lets out a soft moan, arching her back to make herself more accessible. Her large breasts are revealed, their nipples hardening in anticipation as he roughly handles them. She meets his gaze with a mixture of lust and submission, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath him. "Oh yeah," she pants, "that's it..."

Her fingers dig into the couch cushions as Max continues to claim her body, growling against her skin. The pleasure is overwhelming, but she doesn't want this to end anytime soon. She wraps her legs around his waist and pulls him closer still, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her. "Fuck me," she moans, "just like that..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Max thrusts into her, filling every inch of her tight warmth. She arches her back off the couch, feeling him so deep inside it's almost painful but in a delicious way. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she grinds against him, wanting to feel every hard inch of him buried within her. "Yes," she moans, "that's it... don't stop..."

Her body quakes with pleasure as the intensity builds, and she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. With each thrust he takes deeper inside her, she can feel her muscles clenching tight around him, wanting to milk every last drop of pleasure from their encounter.

Her breath catches in her throat as Max thrusts deeper and his tongue finds its way into her mouth, tangling with hers. She's so lost in the sensations coursing through her body that she hardly notices when he speeds up even more, their hips slamming together in a frenzy of desire. With each powerful stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the brink, her entire being focused on this moment with Max.

Her fingers claw at his back, digging into the skin as she lets out guttural moans that vibrate around his tongue and fill his mouth. Her legs tremble from the effort of holding him close as they race towards their shared climax.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Max finally releases within her. As he begins to choke her in his passion, she arches her back off the couch, meeting each harsh thrust with a moan of ecstasy. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, digging deeper as the sensation intensifies, heightening the pleasure coursing through her body.

Her mouth forms an O around his tongue as he plunders it, their tongues dueling amidst pants and moans. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her lips parted to reveal her gleaming white teeth. The sensation of being dominated by him only serves to heighten the incredible orgasm that rips through her, leaving her shuddering and spent on the couch.

Her body still trembling with pleasure and the residual effects of his chokehold, she whimpers as he sits on her face, feeling him press against her most sensitive flesh. She takes a deep breath through her nose, filling her lungs with the heady scent of him before exhaling shakily around his cock, wetting it for what's to come. "Mmmh," she moans, lapping at the underside of his thick length with her tongue, "that feels so good..." Her hands grip at his thighs as he begins to thrust, her lips sliding up and down over his engorged member in a rhythm that matches their hips. She looks up at him through her lashes, desire burning brightly in her eyes despite the exhaustion in the rest of her body.

Her moans fill the room as Max roughly uses her mouth, pulling and twisting on her nipples with rough affection. Her back arches off the couch in time to his thrusts, her breath coming in shallow pants as she focuses on pleasuring him. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body.

Her hands scrape against the couch behind her, desperate for something to anchor herself as he takes control, using her mouth and body however he sees fit. Her hips rise off the ground, meeting each thrust with a greedy moan, eager to feel him inside her again.

Panting heavily, her body trembling with the force of their encounter, she swallows his cum greedily as he releases inside her mouth. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she struggles to keep herself from coming apart beneath him. As he pulls out, she licks her lips slowly, savoring the taste of him on her tongue and the lingering sensation of his cock filling her mouth.

For a moment, they catch their breath together, gazes locked as their bodies begin to steady. Then, with a soft smile and a seductive glance, she reaches up to cup his cheek, guiding his head toward hers before pressing their lips together in a lingering kiss. "I'm your step-mom," she whispers against his mouth, "but you know I can always be more."

Her eyes widen in surprise as Max suddenly rolls her over and begins thrusting roughly into her ass. She tries to resist, panic rising in her chest as he takes her without warning. "No," she gasps, "stop... it hurts..." But deep down, a part of her wants this just as much as she craves his cock inside her. Her fingers dig into the couch cushions, clawing at anything within reach as he fills her up and pounds away mercilessly, making her squeal with each thrust.

Her body is stretched impossibly tight around him, taking every inch of his length without complaint. "Oh god," she moans, "that feels so good..." Her hips buck wildly beneath him as she gives into the sensations tearing through her, desperate for more of his rough possession.

Her cries muffle against the couch pillow as

Her legs tremble and her stomach clenches as Max comes deep inside her, filling every inch of her ass with his hot seed. A warm rush pours out of her as he empties himself, coating the insides of her thighs and soaking into the couch beneath them. She gasps for air, feeling weak and spent as he finally pulls out, collapsing on top of her in a sweaty heap. Her eyes drift shut, focusing on the sensation of his weight pressed against her as she tries to catch her breath. "Wow," she whispers, voice hoarse from their rough encounter. A shiver runs down her spine as she feels him still half-hard inside her, and she can't help but wonder what they'll do next. Her fingers twitch restlessly against the couch cushion, longing to touch him again, even if only for a