Mom Always Knows

Melanie Hicks steps out of the shower dripping, towel barely holding on. She clocks the shadow across the hallway and follows it right to her stepson’s room. She catches him red-handed, eyes wide, shorts tented. Instead of laying into him she just grins, drops the towel, and shuts the door with her ass. She crosses the room like she owns it, knees the mattress, yanks his shorts down, and wraps her hand around his cock. “Been staring long?” she asks, then swallows him whole. Her lips glide down till her nose bumps skin, tongue pressed flat, spit already running over her knuckles. She works the shaft with a tight fist while her mouth sucks like she’s thirsty, twisting her wrist every upstroke. Every time he twitches she hums, loud and wet, and keeps him deep until her eyes water. She comes off gasping, strings of spit stretching, slaps the wet head against her tongue, then dives right back down again, throat pulsing around him like she’s daring him to bust already.