Anissa Kate

She had brought the car in complaining about the bounce. The mechanic, a big guy with grease on his hands, bounced the rear end a couple times and shook his head. “Too much bounce. Whole nine yards—new shocks, new struts.” She didn’t believe him at first. They argued lightly, then he told her to try it herself. When she leaned over the trunk to check, he came up behind her. One thing led to another and they ended up inside the shop office with the door locked. She was on the desk in minutes, skirt pushed up, his face buried between her thighs. He licked her slowly at first, then harder, spitting on her pussy and working two thick fingers inside while she moaned. “I like when you spit on that pussy… just like that…” When she was dripping he stood, freed a heavy cock, and pushed into her in one long stroke. She gasped at the stretch. He fucked her deep and steady on the desk, then flipped her over and took her from behind, one hand gripping her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit. “Faster… oh my god… that pussy is…” He pulled out, had her suck him clean, then put her on her back again with her legs over his shoulders so he could drive even deeper. She came hard around him, shaking. Near the end she looked back over her shoulder and said she wanted him in her ass. He worked a finger in first, then the head of his cock, going slow until she was taking him fully. He fucked her ass with long strokes until he groaned and pulled out, covering her lower back and cheeks with thick cum. She stayed bent over the desk for a moment, breathing hard, then laughed softly. “Guess the car really did have too much bounce.”

Anissa arrived exactly on time. The client had booked her through the agency after a colleague’s recommendation, and she walked in with a professional smile, bag of supplies in hand. “You must be Anita… Anissa,” he corrected himself. “Nice to meet you. Come on in.” She followed him into the living room. The place wasn’t filthy, just neglected. She asked where she could change, and he pointed her upstairs. A few minutes later she came back down in a tight cleaning outfit that left very little to the imagination. She started with the living room, bending low to wipe surfaces, stretching to reach high shelves. Every movement made her ass and tits shift under the thin fabric. He watched openly. After a while she glanced over her shoulder and caught him staring. “You’re the professional,” he said when she asked where to start. “I’ll let you decide.” The cleaning slowed. She lingered near him, brushing past closer than necessary. When she dropped to her knees to scrub a low spot, she looked up and noticed the thick bulge in his pants. Instead of looking away she smiled, set the cloth down, and reached for his zipper. “I don’t know if there’s something else we can do with it,” she said softly. She freed his cock and took him into her mouth without hesitation, sucking deep and wet while she kept her eyes on his face. Spit ran down the shaft as she worked him with both hand and tongue. He groaned and tangled his fingers in her hair. When she pulled off she was already soaked. “I’m getting so wet,” she admitted, standing up and peeling the outfit off. She bent over the couch, spread herself open, and looked back. “Right there… yes.” He pushed into her tight, slick pussy in one long stroke. Anissa moaned loud and pushed back to meet him. He fucked her deep and steady at first, then harder, gripping her hips while she told him how good it felt. They moved to the floor, then to the edge of the couch so she could ride him. She came hard around him, clenching and shaking, and kept going. Near the end he buried himself completely and flooded her with thick cum. Anissa stayed locked on him, milking every drop, then whispered, “I want the last drop… I love creampie.” Afterwards she smiled, still dripping, and said, “I think I have to give you a shower now… because you’re dirty.” They went upstairs together.

The doorbell rang just after noon. Andre’s boyfriend stood on the porch, ready to take his girlfriend to the movies. The woman who opened the door was not Andrea. She was older, elegant, and smiled in a way that immediately felt dangerous. “You must be Andre’s sister,” he said politely. “No,” she corrected, stepping aside. “I am her stepmother. Come in.” She led him into the living room and wasted no time. “Andrea is a whore. She does not respect men. She uses them. She was out whoring last night and is still asleep upstairs. She’ll be out for hours.” He started to leave. She stopped him, insisted on getting him water, then “accidentally” spilled it all over his shirt and pants. Laughing, she helped him peel the wet clothes off. One thing led straight to another. Her hands were on his chest, then lower. She pushed him onto the couch, straddled his lap, and ground against the hard outline in his boxers. “I’m really horny for you,” she whispered, pulling her top off so her full tits spilled free. He sucked one nipple while she stroked him through the fabric, then freed his cock and sank to her knees. She took him deep, wet and messy, spit running down her chin while she looked up at him. “You smell so good,” she moaned between strokes, then stood, turned around, and guided his hand between her legs. She was already soaked. He rubbed her clit in slow circles while she pushed two of his fingers inside herself, riding them with soft gasps. When she couldn’t wait any longer she climbed onto his cock, facing him, and sank down until he was buried to the hilt. “Fuck, it’s so deep,” she panted, rolling her hips. She rode him hard, tits bouncing, one hand on his shoulder for balance while the other rubbed her own clit. He thrust up to meet her, gripping her ass. They switched positions—her on all fours on the couch so he could take her from behind, then her riding reverse so he could watch her ass bounce and spank it. The entire time she talked dirty, loud on purpose. “You want your daughter to fucking hear it? Give it to me. Fill this pussy.” He lasted as long as he could, then pulled out and came across her tits and stomach in thick ropes. She laughed, smeared it into her skin, and licked her fingers clean. “See?” she said, still breathing hard. “I’m hot too.” Upstairs, Andrea kept sleeping.

Anissa’nın üvey oğlu mutfak lavabosunu yeni tamir etmişti ki konuşma birden sertleşti. Ne kadar becerikli olduğunu övdü, gerçek bir erkeğin evi… ve bir kadını nasıl koruyabileceğini anlattı. Bir kadını gerçekten mutlu etmeyi bilip bilmediğini sordu. O da gerçek bir erkeğin onu dölleyerek mutlu edeceğini söyleyince gözlerini kaçırmadı. “Seni sikmek istiyorum,” diye itiraf etti, sesi alçak. “Ve yükümü amının içine boşaltmak. Beni dölle, anne. Doldur beni. Çok azgınım… şu an kısır değilim.” Kıyafetler hızla çıktı. Üstünü indirdi ki o koca memelerini sıksın, kendisi de sırılsıklam amını ovuştururken. Onu parmaklarıyla açtı, sonra diz çöküp kalın yarrakını ağzına aldı, derin ve dağınık emdi, şaftın etrafında inleyerek. Önce tezgâha kaldırdı, bacaklarını geniş açtı ve yavaş, derin bir hareketle içine girdi. Gerilmeye karşı nefes nefese kaldı. “Yarrakın içimde çok iyi hissettiriyor.” Orada sikti, sonra onu yatak odasına taşıyıp sırtüstü yatırdı. Bacaklarını beline doladı ve çekmemesini istedi. Defalarca pozisyon değiştirdiler—üstte sert zıplayarak her santimin kaybolması için, sonra yüzü yastıklarda köpek stili kalçalarını kavrayıp derinlere vurarak, sonra dizleri göğsüne itilmiş misyoner düzgün dölleyebilsin diye. Bütün süre konuştu, babasının onu sikebildiği için ne kadar kıskandığını, dölünü istediğini, yumurtladığını ve hamile kalmaya hazır olduğunu anlattı. Sonlara doğru onu daha da derine çekti ve doldurmasını emretti. “O yükü ver… beni mutlu et… anneni dölle.” Sertçe boşaldı, kalın döl iplikleriyle amını doldururken o etrafını sıkarak kendi orgazmının içinde inledi. Her nabzı hissederek kilitli kaldılar, ta ki o içinde yumuşayana kadar. Sonra hâlâ dölüyle dolu gülümsedi ve testi geçtiğini söyledi. “Bu am istediğin zaman senin.”

Terapi seansı yeterince profesyonel başladı. Ron karşısındaki çekici kadın terapiste oturdu, her zaman öfkeli olduğunu, okulda sürekli kavgaya karıştığını itiraf etti. O dikkatle dinledi, sonra onu donduran doğrudan bir soru sordu: “Mastürbasyon yapıyor musun?” Neredeyse hiç yapmadığını itiraf etti. Ailesi derinden dindardı; hiç mahremiyet yoktu. Yıllarca biriken cinsel enerji sürekli öfkeye dönüşmüştü. Terapist tam da o cevabı bekliyormuş gibi başını salladı. “Çok fazla biriktirmişsin. Serbest bırakmamız lazım.” Sonrası standart terapiden bambaşkaydı. Ayağa kalkıp pantolonunu çıkarmasını istedi. Tereddüt edince lisanslı bir profesyonel olduğunu ve bunun gerekli tedavi olduğunu hatırlattı. Eldivenli eli çoktan sertleşmiş yarrak etrafına sarıldı ve yavaş, bilinçli baskıyla sıvazlamaya başladı. İnledi, kalçaları seğirdi ama bunca yıllık inkârdan sonra hâlâ boşalamıyordu. O dozu artırdı. Eldivenler çıktı. Önünde tamamen soyundu, bunun sürecin parçası olduğunu söyledi. Onu ağzına aldı, derin ve ıslak emdi, dilini ve boğazını hissettirdi. Hâlâ yetmedi. Ellerini iri memelerine yönlendirdi, meme uçlarını sıkıp oynamasını sağladı, kendisi sıvazlayıp emmeye devam ederken. Sonunda kucağına çıktı ve kalın yarrak üzerine indi. Dar, ıslak sıcaklık nefesini kesti. Önce yavaş, sonra daha sert zıpladı, onu düzgün sikmesini, bütün öfkeyi ve hayal kırıklığını içine boşaltmasını söyledi. Kanepeye geçtiler, o dört ayak üzerindeyken o arkadan derin vuruyor, o da klitorisini ovuşturuyordu. Sırtüstü döndü, bacaklarını geniş açtı, daha derine çekti. Sonunda hazır olunca çekildi, diz çöktü ve yarrak dolgun memelerine doğrulttu. Kalın döl iplikleri göğsünü ve boynunu boyadı, o saf rahatlamayla inlerken. Gülümsedi, bir damlayı parmağıyla silip çok iyi iş çıkardığını söyledi. “Şimdi kendini çok daha iyi hissedeceksin,” dedi, çoktan bir hafta sonraya yeni seans ayarlarken. “Aynı saatte. Geç kalma.”

Anissa Kate and Cassie Del Isla are hanging out the day before mother's day. They compare notes and realize that neither of their stepsons don't want to spend time with their real moms on mother's day. Axel Haze would rather spend time with Anissa, and Jodie Johnson would prefer to spend time with Cassie. They make a pact to spend the day together with their super hot stepmilfs. The next day, Anissa and Cassie have coffee in bed in their hottest lingerie. The guys bring them breakfast in bed, then say they'll be right back with one more thing. They reappear with their hard dicks and the housewives know they're about to have a great time. Cassie begins with Axel's cock while Anissa gives Jodie some good suck. The guys help their partners onto the bed where they enjoy a pussy feast that's a prelude to something much more hardcore. On her knees, Anissa helps Cassie suck Axel's dick and balls while Jodie dicks her down in doggy. Then it's Cassie's turn to enjoy Axel's fuck stick plowing her as she eats Anissa, who is slurping Jodie's hardon, out. Getting on their knees so they can make out, the ladies take it from behind. The guys swap stepmoms so they're each fucking their own. The ladies lay their stepsons down to ride in reverse cowgirl. Cassie eventually turns around for cowgirl, but that's just the prelude for a lesbian 69 with Axel doing Cassie on her knees and Jodie sinking balls deep into Anissa on her back. Kneeling side by side, Cassie jerks Axel off and Anissa sucks Jodie off so they can enjoy a salty start to their mother's day.