Come Out Of The Closet

Sometimes you just gotta jerk off and know nobody's catching you. Stepmom's home, she's always pacing the house, so you're in the closet, beating your meat like it's a secret. The door swings open. Justine Jakobs. Caught with your dick in your hand. "Broke up with my girlfriend," he mumbles. She's already staring, eyes hungry. Kai's never seen her like this. She walks forward, drops her voice. "Need help?" And yeah, she means help. He pushes his cock through the closet's fold doors. She spits on it right away - hot, wet, nasty. Slurps him hard like she's been waiting. Then pulls back, grabs him by the hand and says, "Come out." She bends over, spreads, and sinks down on his cock like it's all she's wanted. Wet sounds everywhere, her pussy gripping, squelching, dripping. Kai slams her hard, each thrust making her squirt and soak the floor beneath them. She moans like she doesn't care if anyone hears, orgasms hitting her over and over. Her legs shake, her face slack, begging for more. Finally she drops to her knees, pretty mouth open, eyes begging. Kai unloads on her face - thick, heavy, messy - and she smiles like she won.