Special Treat

Tattooed stepmom Tana Lea’s halfway out the door when she turns around, cornering Brad Knight. "Not your fault your dad’s an ass," she tells him, cupping his jaw like she’s daring him to argue. Then she sinks to her knees, tugs his sweats down, and swallows his cock in one slow glide. No warmup, just hot, wet suction, loud and messy, her tongue curling under the head every time she pulls back. Brad’s knuckles go white on the kitchen counter while she works him—stroking the shaft with one hand, cupping his balls with the other—until he grunts and paints her tongue and chin in thick, messy ropes. She licks her lips, winks, and stands like nothing just happened. "See you at Christmas, kid."