Working Out For My Stepmom

Johnny couldn't resist the urge to spy on his new stepmom, Koda Monroe, every time he got the chance. That day, she was sweating in a tiny string bikini, her toned thighs glistening as she rode the stationary bike. He crouched at the top of the stairs, his cock hard, watching her every move. Unbeknownst to him, his reflection flickered on the bike's monitor, revealing his hidden obsession. Koda noticed the glint of his eyes and smirked, her gaze locking onto his as she called him down. "Twenty minutes," she purred, "and you can have your way with me." Johnny's heart raced as he hopped on, his hands gripping the handlebars. She leaned against the wall, her perfect tits bouncing slightly as she leaned forward to encourage him. The room was silent except for the hum of the machine and the sound of his heavy breathing. As the minutes ticked by, Koda's seductive smile turned into a playful challenge. She straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his chest, and whispered, "You can do it, baby. Just a little longer." Johnny's cock swelled, his mind spinning with desire. When the timer finally dinged, she led him to the couch, her body trembling as she spread her legs. He plunged into her tight, hot hole, her slickness wrapping around his shaft. She moaned, her fingers digging into his back, urging him on. Positions shifted—her ass rose to meet his thrusts, her body arching as he kissed her neck. The tension built, her breaths shallow, her clit brushing against his stomach. "Cum on me," she begged, her voice a mix of desperation and pleasure. Johnny let loose, his cum splattering her face as she clung to him, her lips parting in a silent cry of surrender.