Her Stepson From Abroad

Arin Jones just landed in the States, dad’s new wife greeting him like she’s already sizing him up. He shrugs it off and hunts down the fridge. In the kitchen Koda’s got her hands on a mop, hips rocking while she wipes, and she perks right up at the sight of him. She wipes her palms, licks her lips, then leans on the counter and spills it plain: his old man’s limp, and what Arin really ought to taste is her thick, furry cunt. Weird? Sure. But hungry’s hungry. He drops, spreads her thighs, and tongues that hairy slit until Koda’s knees buckle, she shouts, and sprays hot all over his chin. She doesn’t leave him hanging. Drops to her knees, milks his balls with greedy strokes and swallows every drop he shoots. Later he catches her on all fours in his room, scrubbing. One glance over her shoulder, dress hiked, pussy winking. Arin takes the hint, grabs her hips and slams in. Koda bucks and moans, cunt clenching. He flips her on the bed, pounds the mattress springs while her heavy tits flop and bounce. When he’s close, she rips the glove off, jerks him slick and fast, jerks until ropes paint the latex and she licks every streak clean.