Helping My Step-Aunt Land the Job

Carmela's always been that stuck-up, perfect bitch who wouldn't wrinkle her skirt if you lit it on fire. So when she needed a place to crash for an interview, I figured why not let Miss High-and-Mighty use my couch. Soon as the door shut, she was on me, whispering in my ear about how we're not "technically" family and how badly she needed dick. Then boom, she dropped to her knees and sucked like she'd been on a desert island. I spread those round cheeks while she bobbed on my cock, spit running down her chin, fingers squeezing my balls like she was trying to milk me dry. She climbed on top, rode like a pro, came twice before I flipped her into doggy. Those fat tits slapped together, her ass cheeks rippled every time I slammed home. When I felt that tingle, I yanked out of her sloppy pussy, jerked twice, and painted her pretty face with thick ropes.