A Man With Manners

Pristine Edge sighs and rolls her eyes every time her stepson Juan Loco slouches or chews with his mouth open at dinner. She’s repeated the rules until they taste stale, and still he just shrugs. Tonight she finally corners him, but Juan admits the etiquette lessons bounce right off—he can’t keep all the rules straight. She decides to teach him a new way: every manners rule tied to a dirty act, so the feeling sticks. Juan perks up, cock twitching with anticipation. First lesson starts with him pulling her chair out like a little gentleman. As soon as her ass hits the cushion he drops to his knees, spreads her legs and buries his tongue in her wet cunt. “No slurping, remember,” she snaps, tapping the back of his head each time he gets sloppy. She wipes his shiny chin with a cloth napkin, then lifts her tits to his mouth. “Suck. No talking with your mouth full.” He moans around her nipples, tasting her skin. Later she flips him on his back, climbs aboard, and sinks onto his cock in slow, deliberate strokes. She pauses mid-thrust to remind him about posture. “Sit up straight—good boy.” She twists him into doggy, pulls his hair when his elbows drift. Every correction comes with a wet slap of skin, and Juan’s eyes glaze over as he files each rule away with the exact burn of her pussy clamping around him. By the end of the night he remembers every single point, and Pristine has the dripping proof that her new technique works perfectly.