My Mom's A Virgin

Arietta’s moping on the couch when her step-mom Lauren strolls in. Boy trouble. Arietta spills it—her boyfriend ghosted her the second she admitted she wasn’t a virgin. Lauren slides in beside her, calls the guy an idiot, and reminds her some boys just don’t grow up. Arietta perks up, asks if her dad acted the same way. Lauren’s face softens; she only has sweet things to say about her late husband. For a moment they’re quiet, just the two of them. Then Arietta changes gears. “So when did you lose it?” Lauren tries to laugh it off, stumbles, then owns it—she’s still a virgin. She saved herself for someone special, the wedding night with Arietta’s dad, but he never made it. Arietta feels the sting of that. She scoots closer, insists it’s Lauren’s turn to be looked after. Her hand drifts up Lauren’s thigh, and the redhead’s breath catches. A shy kiss turns hot fast. Arietta pops the top off Lauren’s robe, squeezes those heavy natural tits, sucks each nipple till Lauren moans. She drops lower, spreads Lauren’s legs, and tongues her pussy until Lauren’s shaking, gripping the cushions, every inch of her body finally getting the attention she’s been waiting for.