Morning Routine

Routine keeps shit running smooth, and me and Mandy got ours locked in. Every morning that stacked stepmom yanks my cock awake, her hand sliding up and down my shaft until I’m hard as steel. We’re right in the groove when dumbass dad barges in, clueless as ever. Later she’s cooking breakfast looking like sin in lingerie and I palm that juicy ass. She swats me away but I’m aching for school. “I can’t leave like this,” I tell her, and she drops to her knees, lips wrapping around my dick, tongue swirling while eggs sizzle. Dad nearly catches us again, but he drifts off, none the wiser. Door clicks shut, and I bend her over the counter. I slide straight into her shaved, dripping MILF pussy. Her perfect tits bounce every time I pound her. Her slick hole grips tight and I can’t hold back—fuck, I flood her cunt, hot cum leaking down her thighs. Still pulling this stunt every day, might just be getting the hang of it.