Parker Ambrose sighed as he looked at the small, elegantly wrapped box on the table. He had spent hours picking out the perfect gift for his girlfriend, only to be stood up on Valentine’s Day. He couldn’t believe she had bailed on him to go out with her friends. He felt a pang of loneliness, his heart sinking as he realized he had no one to share the romantic evening with, not even some mother son sex porn.
Across town, Armani Black was feeling a similar sense of disappointment. Her long-time boyfriend had also left her high and dry, choosing to spend the evening with his buddies instead. She sat on the edge of her bed, the beautiful lingerie she had planned to wear now seeming like a cruel joke. She desperately wanted someone to appreciate her efforts.
Just as Parker was about to give up and call it a night, he heard a soft knock at the door. He opened it to find Armani, his stepmom, standing there with a sad smile. “Hey, Parker. I saw your girlfriend’s car leave. Looks like we’re both alone tonight.”
Parker hesitated, not sure how to respond. “Yeah, kind of sucks, doesn’t it?”
Armani took a step closer, her eyes scanning the box on the table. “What’s that?”
Parker picked it up, holding it out to her. “It’s a present. For my girlfriend. She’s not coming though, so…”
Armani’s gaze softened. “You know, it’s not fair that we both got stood up. Maybe we should just… celebrate Valentine’s Day together?”
Parker looked at her, taken aback. “You mean, like, as friends?”
Armani smiled, her hand reaching out to touch his arm. “Or something more, if you want.”
Parker felt a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. He had always found Armani attractive, but the idea of crossing that line had never occurred to him. “I… I don’t know, Armani. Isn’t that weird?”
She leaned in closer, her voice a soft whisper. “We’re both adults. And we’re both alone tonight. What’s wrong with a little mother son sex porn action?”
Parker’s heart pounded in his chest. He looked into Armani’s eyes, seeing the desire and the loneliness reflected there. He made his decision. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
Armani smiled, her hand moving to cup his cheek. “Good. Now, let’s make this Valentine’s Day one to remember.”
Parker felt a shiver run down his spine as Armani’s hand moved to the small of his back, pulling him closer. She pressed her lips against his, a soft moaning escaping her as their tongues met. Parker’s hands moved to her waist, pulling her tighter against him. He could feel her body pressing against his, the heat of her arousal sending a jolt through him.
Armani broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. “Come with me,” she whispered, taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom.
She sat him down on the edge of the bed, her hands moving to the buttons of his shirt. She undid them one by one, her fingers brushing against his skin. Parker’s breath hitched as she slid the shirt off his shoulders, her hands moving to his chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his nipple, and he let out a soft groan.
“You like that?” she asked, her voice husky.
Parker nodded, his hands moving to her blouse. He undid the buttons, revealing her lacy bra. He leaned in, his lips finding her nipple through the fabric, and she let out a soft gasp.
Armani’s hands moved to his belt, undoing it with quick, practiced movements. She pushed his pants down, her eyes lingering on his erection. “Mmm,” she purred, her hand wrapping around him. “Someone’s excited.”
Parker’s breath hitched as she began to stroke him, her touch sending waves of pleasure through him. He reached up, his hand cupping her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. She let out a soft moan, her hips pressing against his hand.
Armani’s hand moved to his boxers, pushing them down. She leaned in, her tongue flicking against the tip of his big cock, and he let out a soft groan. She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him, and he could feel the heat of her mouth sending shivers through him.
Parker’s hands moved to her hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as she began to bob her head up and down. He could feel the pleasure building, his body tensing as she took him deeper. He let out a soft cry, his hips bucking as he came, his cum spilling into her mouth.
Armani pulled back, a satisfied smile on her face. “Mmm, you taste good,” she purred, her hand moving to the clasp of her bra. She undid it, her breasts spilling out, and Parker’s eyes widened in appreciation.
“You’re beautiful,” he breathed, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer. He leaned in, his mouth finding her nipple, and she let out a soft moan.
Armani’s hands moved to her skirt, pulling it off, revealing her lacy thong. Parker’s eyes widened in appreciation, his fingers hooking into the fabric, pulling it off. He could see her glistening shaved pussy, and he let out a soft groan.
He leaned in, his tongue finding her clit, and she let out a sharp cry, her hands moving to his hair. He could feel her MILF body tensing, her hips pressing against his face as he continued to lick and suck.
Armani’s body began to tremble, her breath coming in short gasps. “Oh, Parker,” she moaned, her body convulsing as she came, her juices spilling onto his face.
Parker looked up at her, a satisfied smile on his face. “You taste amazing,” he said, his hand moving to her waist, pulling her closer.
Armani straddled him, her hands moving to his cock, guiding him into her. She let out a soft moan as he entered her, her body adjusting to his size. She began to move, her hips rising and falling as she rode him.
Parker’s hands moved to her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. “You feel so good,” he groaned, his hips moving in time with hers.
Armani’s breath came in short gasps, her body tensing as she rode him harder. “Faster,” she moaned, her hips moving faster, her body slamming against his. “Harder.”
Parker’s hands moved to her hips, guiding her, his body thrusting up to meet hers. He could feel the perved family pleasure building, his body tensing as he got closer to the edge.
Armani’s body began to tremble, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” she moaned, her body convulsing as she came, her pussy clenching around him. Parker let out a soft cry, his body convulsing as he came, his cum spilling into her.
Stepmom and stepson collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Armani turned to face him, her hand moving to his cheek. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” she whispered, her lips finding his in a soft kiss.
Parker smiled, his hand moving to her waist, pulling her closer. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered back, his body already aching for more mother son sex porn.
