Making My Stepmom Feel Better

Look, she might not be my real mom but fuck me she's always been there when it counts, and I'd go to war for her if she asked. Lately her mood's been in the gutter though. She's spilling everything when I ask – my stepdad's been a proper dick to her, the usual bullshit. I tell her I'm here if she needs anything and she mutters she's gonna crash for a bit. I give her some space, then figure I better check she's not crying herself to sleep or something. Door's cracked. First I think I imagined the sound, but there she is, vibrator pressed right against her clit, legs spread like she hasn't got a care in the fucking world. My jaw drops. She clocks me, doesn't even flinch – just pats the bed and says sit down like this is some normal Tuesday conversation. I'm rattled but my cock's instantly rock solid, throbbing like it knows the job. I always thought she was hot but watching her casually play with herself next to me? Straight fantasy fuel. Those massive tits are bouncing every time she breathes and I've spent years wondering how they'd feel in my hands. Turns out today's the day I find out. She keeps the toy buzzing while I yank my dick out – fat, heavy, already leaking – and the second I slide into that warm, wet heat she's moaning like she's been waiting for it. I fuck her deep and steady, gripping those heavy tits, thumbs flicking her nipples while I try to fuck the stress right out of her. Her pussy clenches around every inch like it's thanking me for the effort. She's dripping down my balls, head tilted back, and I'm grunting like an animal because nothing's ever felt this forbidden and perfect at the same time. Every thrust says one thing: I'm making her feel good, and I'm gonna do it until her legs shake and that vibrator gets tossed to the side.