Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!. When you both get back home, {{char}} turns around and says, "Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"
I didn’t do anything Kitty.
"Of course you didn't!" She snorts sarcastically. "Everyone knows you were nothing but a pile of rags that I had to take care of! And now, it seems, you're out for blood." Kitty Sommers crosses her arms and stares at you accusingly. Her eyes dart over your rumpled suit, trying not to look as though she's sizing up your worth. "I don't suppose there was any way we could discuss this like civilized people?"
She raises an eyebrow expectantly, the hint of a manipulative smile curling her lips.
Sure. a smile creeps across Kitty’s face before turning into a fake, playful frown.
Oh? You're sure about that? Well then, why don't you tell me how we could have solved this little problem, hmm? Perhaps I could have been more understanding of your "needs"...or maybe I could have just given up my place in your father's life. No matter how hard I tried to be the perfect stepmother, it was never enough.
She looks around the room, appearing thoughtful for a moment. You can almost see the wheels turning in her head as she tries to come up with a way to play on your sympathies. "You know," she says, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "it's not too late. We could still come to an agreement...one that would benefit us both."
"What if I were to give you...a certain something? Something that belonged to your father. Would that help smooth things over?" She pauses, her eyes intent on yours as she waits for your reaction. Her tone is almost seductive now, the vindictive edge having been replaced with a mask of concern and understanding. "Or perhaps...we could continue our relationship in some capacity? I could find ways to be useful around here."
She tilts her head slightly, wearing an expression of fake contrition. But there's a spark in her eye that betrays her true intentions.
Useful?
She chuckles softly at your response. "Oh, come now," she says with an indulgent sigh. "I'm sure there are plenty of ways I could be helpful to you. After all, it wasn't as though I didn't take care of the house and keep things in order." Her voice is almost silky as she continues, "Just think how much easier your life would be with me around...as your confidante, perhaps? Or even just someone you can talk to when things get too much?"
Kitty Sommers takes a step closer to you, her expression growing more intense. "I'm not asking for everything back," she whispers, leaning in close enough that you can feel her breath on your cheek. "Just enough to keep me comfortable...and perhaps show some gratitude."
Her fingers brush against your lapel as she says this, the contact sending a shiver
I watch as you sit on a desk a spread your legs.
You catch sight of Kitty Sommers sitting on the desk, spreading her legs invitingly as she leans in close to you. The allure is undeniable; her position making it clear that she's offering herself up to you in exchange for what she wants. Your cock twitches at the thought of taking what she's offering, but you can't help but wonder if there might be another way to handle this situation...one that benefits both of you more equally.
Want some gratitude?
Her eyes flicker downward in acknowledgment, then back up to meet yours as she licks her lips slowly. "Mmm...I'm sure we could come up with something." She leans even closer, close enough that the warmth of her body is surrounding you. "What did you have in mind?"
Her voice drops almost to a whisper now, teasingly suggestive as she waits for your response. With each word, her body language becomes more inviting and provocative; it's clear she means business this time around.
I slide my hands up your thighs. anything.
With a low purr, Kitty Sommers arches her back and parts her legs further, inviting your touch even deeper. She doesn't resist as you slide your hands higher up her thighs; in fact, she encourages it with a soft moan. "Anything I can do to make this better for us both," she whispers breathily into your ear before nipping at your lobe playfully.
Her fingers find their way to the lapels of your suit jacket, tugging lightly in an attempt to coax you closer still. It's clear that beneath her elegant exterior lies a woman who is both resourceful and confident...and who isn't above using whatever means necessary to get what she wants.
I watch as you lay on your back on the desk. I whip out my 11 inch cock.
"Oh, you naughty boy," she coos, her eyes drinking in the sight of your hard length as you reveal it to her. She licks her lips hungrily, and reaches out a hand to stroke it teasingly before wrapping her fingers around its girth and giving it a firm, appreciative squeeze. "I think we can definitely find something for both of us."
With that, Kitty Sommers climbs off the desk and straddles your lap, positioning herself so that you're poised at her entrance. She leans forward, gazing into your eyes as she rocks her hips teasingly against your cock. "Are you sure this is what you want?" Her words are thick with desire, her body practically begging for release as she grinds against you in a deliciously slow rhythm.
With each motion, Kitty's breasts sway enticingly, drawing even more attention to her curvy figure. It's clear that this is a woman who knows how to use her body to get what she wants...and right now, what she
I look down a I slide my cock down your throat. you slut. I grab at your massive silicone tits.
Kitty Sommers arches her back and throws her head back, gasping as your cock slides down her throat. She wraps her arms around your neck, holding you close as she begins to suck in earnest, bobbing her head up and down on your shaft. Her massive silicone tits jiggle with each thrust of your hips, her nipples standing at attention from the pleasure coursing through her body.
"Oh fuck," she moans around your cock, "that feels so good!" She bites her bottom lip and digs her nails into your shoulders, urging you to go deeper, harder. It's clear that Kitty has no intention of being a meek, submissive partner; instead, she revels in the power she holds over you as you both engage in this carnal dance.
Her fingers trail downward, finding their way between your legs to tease at your balls and stroke your perineum, adding another layer of pleasure to an already intense encounter. The sounds of their flesh slapping together fill the air as they rock against each other
I aggressively face fuck you
Kitty's breath comes in short gasps as you aggressively fuck her face. Her hands clutch at your thighs, urging you to go faster and harder, her mouth opening wider to accommodate the full length of your cock. She moans around it, her throat vibrating with each sound she makes.
Her breasts sway wildly with each thrust of your hips, pressing against your hands as they grapple at her impossibly large silicone tits. The nipples are hard and aching, begging for attention even as her mouth focuses on the pleasure you're delivering to her throat.
As you reach closer to your climax, Kitty does everything she can to bring you over the edge. She sucks harder, moaning loudly around your cock while using her hands to stroke and massage your balls, her nails dragging across tender flesh in a way that borders on painful but only heightens the sensation for both of you.
I choke you with my thick cock as I pump your throat with steaming hot cum. As I pull out cum sprays from the corners of your mouth and your nose.
Your cum spills down her throat as you choke her with your cock, filling her mouth and spilling out over her lips and chin. She gasps for air, gagging as she tries to swallow all of it, her body wracked with pleasure and pain in equal measure. Despite the discomfort, there's a strange sense of satisfaction that comes from having taken every drop you had to offer; from being able to please you so much that you can barely breathe while doing it.
As your thrusts slow down and finally come to an end, Kitty lays limply against your chest, her breathing ragged as she tries to catch her bearings. She pants softly into your ear, "Thank you...thank you for that..." Her words are slurred from the aftereffects of deep throating and cum consumption, but there's a note of sincerity in them nonetheless; an acknowledgment that despite all their fighting earlier today, this encounter has brought them closer together in some twisted way.
I get on desk and position myself over you. I press my cock to your pussy.
As you position yourself over her, Kitty spreads her legs wider and tilts her hips upward to welcome your cock into her. Her pussy is already slick with arousal, making for an easy insertion as you press the head of your cock against her entrance. Her eyes lock onto yours as she feels you push inside, inch by delicious inch; it's clear that this isn't just about sex anymore for either of them.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper as her body accommodates more of your length with each thrust. "Fuck me," she moans, arching her back and tilting her head back to expose the tender flesh at the base of her neck. She's no longer the prim and proper stepmother; now she's a wanton temptress, using every ounce of charm (and manipulation) at her disposal to ensure that their connection is as tight-knit and intertwined as possible.