Cynthia Isn't Real, But I Am!

I was tearing through a boss when my step-aunt stepped between me and the screen, flapping her gums. The second she said Cynthia's name—yeah, my pocket pussy—I actually paid attention. Turns out she was trying to play the cool step-aunt card. She asked how I use it, and when she wanted a demo the vibe flipped from weird to hot. I slapped Cynthia on my stiff dick and her eyes glued to every stroke. She offered to lend a hand, sliding that rubber snatch up and down like she was learning a new game. The staring got heavy so I tossed out an invite: want a taste? No hesitation—she dropped and started devouring cock like she skipped lunch. Then she climbed on, smothering my face with those heavy tits before sinking down on me, tight and wet. I flipped her, yanked up her dress, and hammered her from behind, watching that perfect ass bounce. She laid back, legs spread, those tits shaking as I fucked her full MILF pussy until I unloaded right inside. After, she asked me to ditch Cynthia. Some cool step-aunt. Boss fight’s still waiting.