Helping Step Mommy Pick a Halloween Costume

Description: Custom video using the name "drew" throughout. "you come to me nervous and explain you’re going to your first halloween party since the divorce and that you were desperate for some d, so you wanted “a man’s perspective” on which costume to wear. you began trying them on, each one sluttier and revealing than the last. when you slipped out of your clothes right in front of me, my eyes went wide. “it’s okay,” you said with a playful, innocent smile that didn’t match your actions. “you’ve seen me naked before.” but that was a lifetime ago. the first outfit was a skimpy, sexy glimpse of the confident woman you’ve become, but with each change, the game shifted. you’d strip down in front of me, dismissing my nervous glance with a casual, “oh, relax, it’s nothing you haven’t seen.” the pretense began to fade as you noticed the thick strain in my jeans; your innocent act started to slip. your touches became less about the costume and more about you. by the last costume, all pretense was gone. your gaze locked onto the obvious bulge in my pants. you reached out, your voice a husky whisper as you talked about how you needed a better look, marveling at how much of a man i’d become. you got on your knees, your words tumbling out about how beautiful my cock was, and before i knew it, you were guiding me between your breasts, and kissing the tip. after a minute, you looked up with pleading eyes and said you knew i was a virgin, but that this wasn’t really sex. “just the tip,” you begged, “just for a second. it’s not wrong, sun, it’s just helping your mum.” but the second you felt me hit your warmth, your own resolve shattered. a raw, hungry need took over, and you grabbed my hips, pulling me deep inside, crying out that you didn’t care anymore. you needed your sun to fuck you right now. and i did, until you were screaming my name (drew) and collapsing onto me."