My Girlfriend's Mom

Rion King strolls up to the house, box of massage gear tucked under his arm. He raps on the door—nothing. Good thing he's got a key. He lets himself in, padding around the place like he owns it. Then, boom—there she is in the back room. Dana DeArmond, buck naked and slicked up head to toe in that slippery NURU gel, twisting and grinding solo to nail her massage moves. She hasn't spotted him yet, and damn, Rion can't peel his eyes away. His cock's already stirring, thickening in his pants as he soaks it all in. Suddenly, Dana freezes, catching him in the act. Her face flushes red-hot mortification. Turns out, her daughter Jenny—Rion's girl—texted him to drop off supplies for Mom. But Jenny mixed up the schedule; she's not even home. Rion's hooked now as Dana spills the beans on NURU: that ultra-intimate, gel-soaked body-to-body rubdown designed to melt tensions—and other things—away. Lust's got Rion by the balls. He flashes a grin and offers to play practice dummy. Dana balks at first, cheeks still burning. But Rion turns on the charm: 'You slide all over naked clients every day. What's the big deal if it's me going bare this time?' She bites her lip, hesitates... then nods. Game on. Dana tells him to strip. Clothes hit the floor. She eyes his ripped body like it's a feast she shouldn't touch but sure as hell wants to—appreciative glances lingering on his chiseled abs and that growing bulge. Rion flops onto his stomach, and she climbs on, her gel-drenched curves gliding smooth over his back. Firm tits press into his skin, hips rocking just right. Feels like pure sin in gel form. She taps him to flip. Now she's sliding front-to-front, her slick pussy lips brushing his chest, thighs parting to straddle his hardening cock. Dana's all business at first, but the heat's building—her breaths quicken, nipples pebbling against him. That innocent setup? Yeah, it's cracking wide open as she grinds closer. Rion can't take it; he reaches up, hands gripping her ass. Dana pulls back, eyes wide—'What about Jenny? I can't screw over my own kid.' But her body's betraying her, pussy dripping wet from the slide. Rion swears it's their secret, locked tight. Her resolve crumbles like cheap lace. She scoots down, wrapping those luscious, gel-smeared tits around his throbbing cock, sliding up and down with a naughty gleam. Rion's in for a wild ride—about to tap into the filthy, fun side of his girl's mom he's only dreamed of.