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Bobby’s New Step-Mom Cinnamon Wants Him To Frost Her Roll . . .
10% Step-Mom — 175% Crazy Fucking Nypho!
“OH, GOD! I’m sorry, Cinnamon! I didn’t know you and Dad were having game time. I can come back later.”
Pushing me aside, so she can quickly get to the door, Cinnamon fully leans against the door with one hand, while chaining and deadbolting it with the other, “Your Dad isn’t here. It’s just me… and you.”
“I see that, Cinnamon… but you’re obviously dressed for him… so I should leave before this gets any more uncomfortable.”
“I’m dressed this way for you, and you’re not going anywhere until after you fuck me, Bobby.”
“Where’s your drink, Cinnamon? You need to be cut off before you do something you’re gonna regret.”
“You mean like giving my Step-Son a Birthday blowjob, since I wasn’t around for your 18th?”
“Stop!”
Wrapping her very strong leg around my hip and thigh, she hard-presses her very hot, moist, crotch against me, and asks, “Do you prefer your cock in my mouth before or after it’s been in my pussy? Cause I can go either way.”
I try to pull away, while checking the windows and doors for any signs of my father’s arrival and my impending death, but don’t see him…
