Make step-mommy cum or else…
It’s your 18th birthday, you remember Step-Mommy waking you up, then you vaguely remember rolling around bound and gagged inside of a trunk, and now you are finally coming into consciousness, tied to a table. You see an interrogation light, and the smell of some old dusty place with Step-Mommy’s perfume, your eyes jet around and then you see her. She’s dressed like a dominatrix, wearing the familiar gloves you’ve seen adorn her hands when she goes out at night, her favorite red heels, she smiles warmly and tells you why you’ve been tied up.
It’s now time to make Step-Mommy cum. You feel the cold steel in your mouth, but Step-Mommy promises not to hurt you unless you can make her cum. Can you handle Step-Mommy’s tight, wet pussy sliding up and down on your hard cock. Step-Mommy purrs, “be a good boy,” as she smiles at you wickedly. The pressure is high when your life is at stake.
