Nuru-Sighted

Jolene knocks her glasses off the counter, and they crack when they hit the tile. Great. Blurry as hell now. Micah walks in grinning, figuring he can swing by and grab lunch. Once he spots her squinting, though, the gears turn—his hot stepmom has no clue it’s him. She calls him her next client and shoves him toward the shower. He keeps quiet, lets her soap him up, watches those tits slide against his chest while the water runs over both of them. When she leads him to the table and rubs that slippery Nuru oil everywhere, he’s rock hard and throbbing. She climbs on, presses her body down, slides her slick tits along his cock, then sinks onto him and rides like she means it. Micah groans and blurts out a quick “fuck, Mom” mid-thrust. Jolene freezes, stunned, then feels him twitch inside her. They lock eyes, hearts hammering. Too far gone to pull back now. She plants her hands on his chest and keeps grinding, harder, chasing the same heat. Micah grips her hips, slams up to meet her, and they finish loud, sweaty, shaking, and soaked in each other’s mess.