Jason, the eighteen-year-old stepson, watched in a mixture of curiosity and fear as his beautiful, busty stepmother Lauren Phillips bent over to pick up a towel from the floor. He had always fantasized about her, but never thought she would ever notice him in that way. As she stood up straight and faced him, their eyes met, and for a split second, they both froze.
Breaking the silence, Lauren licked her lips nervously and said, "Jason, I need to talk to you about something important." His heart began to race as he followed her into her bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Lauren turned around, revealing her black lace bra and panties, and slowly walked towards him. She placed her hands on his chest, gently pushing him back onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, her ample breasts pressing She climbed on top of him, her ample breasts pressing against his chest as her hips began to grind against his.
