Stop Fucking My Mom!

Jessy’s glued to the game while Alison’s pouring her guts out. He doesn’t even catch her running off in tears. Brett Rossi slides in the room and Jessy just thinks it’s his girl when she yanks out his cock and starts sucking. Eyes stay shut until those huge tits slap him in the face and he realizes this is no mistake. Brett keeps the blowjob going, half pity, half hunger, and Jessy doesn’t have the stones to push her off. She peels her dress up, straddles him on the couch, and sinks that wet cunt straight down his dick. Each sloppy thrust knocks the guilt right out of him. He buries his face in her shaved pussy, then flips her around and hammers her from behind until she cums hard, shaking and cursing. Alison walks in just as Brett’s still riding like a woman possessed, barking at her daughter to watch and learn. Alison’s pleading, but Brett keeps slamming down. Jessy finally explodes all over Brett’s face and the kid can’t even look away. Rough education, delivered balls-deep.