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Stacy drags her new boyfriend into her parents' bedroom, already unzipping his pants before they hit the mattress. She's got his cock in her mouth and she's working him over like she wants to prove something. He groans, leans back on the pillows, and she keeps going—wet sounds, saliva running down her chin, her tongue flat on the underside like she knows what she's doing. Door clicks. Step-mom's standing there, purse still on her shoulder. She doesn't scream. She just watches for a second, tilts her head, then kicks off her heels. She walks over like she's done this before. Stacy looks up but doesn't stop. Step-mom reaches over, grabs a fistful of her hair, and shoves her down deeper. That's all it takes. Now they're both on him—Stacy with her lips around the shaft, step-mom licking his balls, her hand gripping the base, stroking in sync. The boyfriend's breathing hard, hips twitching, trying not to lose it. Stacy's hand finds step-mom's thigh, squeezes, moves up. Step-mom moans into his skin, then pulls Stacy off and takes over, gagging on it without hesitation, eyes locked on his the whole time. Stacy crawls up, kisses him hard, then climbs on his face so he can eat her while they both get what they came for. Nobody's hesitating. The room's loud now—wet mouths, shaky moans, the headboard hitting the wall like it's got somewhere to be.