Mommy Catches Stepson Spying On Her Masturbating Naked

What a stupid thing to suggest.”

“I can,” Erin muttered into my temple. I let go of her hair, and Natashya immediately crashed to the desktop, beating it a few more times with her fist as she shook through the rest of her climax. It was a comforting scent that engendered a sense of nostalgia. Not only was I unsure that Danni could take the emotional toll a one-sided open relationship could place on her, but I wasn’t sure she could handle some of the more gruesome aspects of being in a relationship with me at all. The images that conjured…

Oh, fucking hell no… that was a stupid idea. “She didn’t take it well?”

“No,” I said. “Like crap,” I said as I leaned into the back of the surprisingly comfortable chair. “I let her do it. She reached up and placed a finger under the younger woman’s chin, directing the submissive to look up at her just in time for their lips to press together in a soft, sensual kiss that went on for several seconds. “Yeah,” I said. It was gorgeous.