Stepmom Catches Stepson Being A Pervert- Miss Raquel

“What are you doing up?” he jokes, stroking my cheek lovingly. “She’s something special, isn’t she?” I ask, breaking his revelry and making him jump. Even for 5 minutes…?”

“Don’t tempt me,” he replies with a grin, kissing the top of my head. She literally drags me to the ladies room, turning and hugging me as soon as we’re through the door. “Can’t you come back in? The only time we headed back to the institute before the evening was to get dressed up for a swanky dinner, him in his Tuxedo , me in the dress I had worn to Bridge’s party. I feel him get behind me, pressing his cockhead to my opening, my heart hammering in my chest as the nervousness rises. He did so very reluctantly but understood why (Don’t worry, we more than made up for it afterwards). “Okay,” I tell him a little breathlessly “you can start, babe.”

He starts to fuck me slowly, watching every expression on my face in the mirror to assess how I’m coping, gradually reaching a slow, steady rhythm. “I do,” I tell him truthfully “I want to give you everything, my whole body is yours.”

He kisses me passionately, caressing my body hungrily “When do you…” he starts to ask.