First-time encounter with my mature stepmother caught her indulging in self-pleasure. I eagerly joined, shedding her lingerie and underwear, leading to a wild, mutual orgasm. A memorable start to our relationship.
As I strolled into the den, I found my seasoned stepmother ensconced in an armchair, her attire resembling undergarments that were barely concealed. The sight of her mature form, adorned with a lush bush, was a spectacle to behold. Unbeknownst to me, this was the commencement of a journey of self-discovery and carnal exploration. She extended an invitation to me, a request that was both intriguing and perplexing. Despite being a novice in the realm of lovemaking, I was eager to delve into this unfamiliar territory. With a nod of consent, we commenced our intimate dance, a ballet of passion and longing. As our bodies entwined, we reached the pinnacle of pleasure, her crescendo of ecstasy reverberating throughout the room. This was merely the beginning, a taster of the forbidden fruit that lay ahead.
