DIRTY DADDIES
But none of them—none—compare to the walking wet dream I call stepmom.
Reagan Hart, thirty-eight, blonde, built like a fertility goddess on steroids: H-cup tits that defy gravity even when they’re leaking, waist nipped in like an hourglass, hips wide enough to birth a linebacker, and an ass so fat and juicy I’ve jerked off to the thought of clapping those cheeks until they’re bruised purple.
Dad’s been “on business” in Singapore for three weeks, and every night I hear the squelch-squelch-squelch from the basement.