Don’t Penetrate, Please! Stepmom’s Creamy Rub & Deep Fuck

She laid back on the couch, her body slick with desire as he brushed his fingers over her folds. “Don’t penetrate,” she whispered, eyes locked on him, “or my boyfriend might find out.” But that didn’t stop him from sliding deeper, his hand moving in slow, deliberate strokes, teasing her clit until she was panting and begging for more. He kissed her neck, his tongue tracing the line of her collarbone as he pressed against her entrance, just shy of breaking through. She moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with need. “I want you inside me,” she whispered, and he finally pushed in—just enough to make her gasp. The moment was electric, forbidden, and utterly perfect.