
Axel needed cash. Plain and simple. His step-aunt Alexa was in town, so rifling her dresser seemed like the smart play. Birthday money gone, he could use some now. He got past the bills fast enough, but then his hand hit something softer. Lace. Warm. He pulled her panties free and pressed them to his nose like he was starving. Her scent hit hard, thick and sweet, everything he pictured her pussy tasting like. Right then her voice cut through the room behind him. Axel froze, panties still glued to his face. She asked what the hell he was doing. Her tone made it clear she already knew. If his stepmom walked in on this, he'd be finished. He promised anything, voice cracking. Alexa shrugged the robe off. Black lace hugged her curves like it was barely there. She wanted one thing. An orgasm. Axel got it. She dropped to her knees, hauled his cock out, and took it deep. No tease. Just wet heat and suction that made his knees give. They hit the bed. Alexa climbed over his face, sat heavy, and ground down until his tongue split her open. She leaned forward and swallowed him again, hips rolling slow and greedy. Every moan vibrated down his shaft. When she flipped around he drove into her from behind, watching that perfect ass bounce and clap while she fucked back on him like she wanted bruises. She took control on top next, bouncing hard, tits shaking, until the orgasm tore through her and her walls clamped so tight he saw white. She slid off just in time. Axel came hot and messy, ropes across her face and tits, and she licked every drop off his cock like it was the last thing she'd taste.
Axel needed cash. Plain and simple. His step-aunt Alexa was in town, so rifling her dresser seemed like the smart play. Birthday money gone, he could use some now. He got past the bills fast enough, but then his hand hit something softer. Lace. Warm. He pulled her panties free and pressed them to his nose like he was starving. Her scent hit hard, thick and sweet, everything he pictured her pussy tasting like. Right then her voice cut through the room behind him. Axel froze, panties still glued to his face. She asked what the hell he was doing. Her tone made it clear she already knew. If his stepmom walked in on this, he'd be finished. He promised anything, voice cracking. Alexa shrugged the robe off. Black lace hugged her curves like it was barely there. She wanted one thing. An orgasm. Axel got it. She dropped to her knees, hauled his cock out, and took it deep. No tease. Just wet heat and suction that made his knees give. They hit the bed. Alexa climbed over his face, sat heavy, and ground down until his tongue split her open. She leaned forward and swallowed him again, hips rolling slow and greedy. Every moan vibrated down his shaft. When she flipped around he drove into her from behind, watching that perfect ass bounce and clap while she fucked back on him like she wanted bruises. She took control on top next, bouncing hard, tits shaking, until the orgasm tore through her and her walls clamped so tight he saw white. She slid off just in time. Axel came hot and messy, ropes across her face and tits, and she licked every drop off his cock like it was the last thing she'd taste.