Sealing her addiction to him
Step-mommy gives into her urges for more of her step-son's cock
"James, come downstairs please," I hear Cynthia call out to me from the landing. As I make my way downstairs, I see her waiting for me in the living room, sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other. She's wearing a tight pair of ripped blue jeans and a white t-shirt. "Have a seat, sweetie. I need to talk to you about something," she says cheerfully. "Alright," I reply, a little apprehensive. "So, about yeste...