Stepmom Creampie

One year after my father passed away. My wife and I returned home for the memorial service. I was relieved to see my mother looking well. During our conversation, my wife quickly left and went to her own parents' house nearby. I told my mother that things weren't going well with my wife because of me. My mother scolded me to get it together. Her lips were strangely glossy, and I couldn't take my eyes off them. That night, I tried to call out to my mother while she was cleaning the bathroom, but I gasped at her defenseless figure. Her white, translucent skin and full breasts—I forgot my errand and was captivated. Late at night, unable to sleep, I secretly went to my mother's bedroom. I gently lifted the futon of my sleeping mother and was enveloped by her nice scent. I frantically licked all over her. When she woke up, she told me to stop, but I couldn't control my excitement and pressed my heated crotch against her secret place, thrusting in all at once...