Stepmom Plays Dirty Dice with Me

I was itching to hit the streets with the guys, but Rachel's been riding my ass about "family time." Fine, we'll play her stupid board games. Except I pull out the dirty dice instead. Win-win for me: she says no, I bolt. She says yes? Shit gets interesting. Busted her curves in those yoga pants for months now. She looked at the dice, grinned, and said fuck it. We started rolling. Strip. Touch. Taste. Every command she nailed with zero hesitation, and the look in her eye said she'd been waiting for this excuse. My dick was already half-hard before her top came off. Soon she's grinding on me on the living room floor, tits bouncing, moaning like she's starving for it. Switched to doggy and hammered her hard; she clawed the carpet begging for every inch. Kept whimpering about how her limp-dick husband never did this. She milked my cock like a woman possessed until I flooded that hot married pussy. By the time I pulled out, thick cum was dripping down her thighs. She just smiled, licked her lips, and asked if I wanted best of three.