I was sprawled on the living room couch, pants around my ankles, cock throbbing in my fist as the futa on screen railed her partner with relentless strokes. The house was supposed to be empty, my wife at work and her mother visiting next week—or so I thought.
The door clicked open. "Well, well," Diane purred, her short, chubby frame filling the doorway, massive tits straining against her blouse. "Jerking off to futa porn? My daughter's husband has quite the secret appetite."
I scrambled, but she was already sauntering closer, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. "Don't stop on my account. Though I must say, that silicone cock on screen has nothing on what I keep in my drawer. Huge, thick, and perfect for pegging a naughty boy like you."
"Diane, this isn't—" I started, but she cut me off with a laugh, unbuttoning her top to reveal those heavy breasts. "Oh, spare me the excuses. You're horny, dripping pre-cum, and clearly in need of a real woman to take charge. Tell me, does watching that make your ass clench?"
Her words hit like fire; soon she had me bent over the armrest, her strap-on slick and massive as she pressed it against me. "Witty enough for you?" she teased, stroking my cock while her pussy grew wet and dripping against my thigh. "Beg for it, or I'll leave you panting and unsatisfied."
I did, and she delivered—a fierce pegging that had me sweating, her massive tits bouncing as she thrust deep into my ass. She gave me a sloppy blowjob mid-act, tongue swirling until I came hard, cum spilling across her chubby belly while she moaned her own release.
Panting, she pulled free and smirked down at me. "That was just the warm-up, son-in-law. Next time, my daughter might join us—and I promise the strap-on will be even bigger."
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