That Time I Got My Stepmom Pregnant #02 - Adira Allure & Leo Malone

Adira gets home and nearly bumps into Leo who's already back early. "Lab got axed," he shrugs. He eyes her yoga pants and tennis skirt. "You smell like the city. What's the occasion?" She dumps her bag, cheeks still flushed. "Fertility clinic, again. Your dad and I keep swinging and missing. Docs can't pin it down yet—could be his swimmers, could be something else." Leo raises an eyebrow. "So what's Plan B?" Adira's eyes flash like she's spotting the winning play. She steps in close, drops her voice half an octave. "If it's the sperm that's the problem," she purrs, fingers already skating the waistband of his sweats, "you can just nut straight into me instead. Right now." He blinks. Stammers something about how they're not supposed to—but she's already palming the bulge that tells a different story. She talks him down slow and filthy: how warm she'll feel, how tight, how nobody else has to know. Every word lands right between his legs. Leo's resistance cracks. He pins her to the kitchen island, yanks her skirt up over that juicy ass, and shoves her thong aside like he's racing the clock. He bends her forward, lines up, and drives in deep on the first thrust, giving her every inch she begged for. She moans—half victory, half lust—and pushes back greedy, milking him on purpose. He fucks her hard, balls slapping, until he floods her greedy hole with a thick, hot load, every spurt chased by a feral grunt. When he finally pulls out, she's still arched, dripping, and grinning like she just won the lottery.