St. Patty's Day Tradition: Put Anything in That Hole, and I'll Guess What it is - MYLF Singles

Forget those bar sluts. My stepson isn't going anywhere. I know exactly what teenage boys want on Saint Patrick's Day: green beer and pussy. But he can have way more fun staying home with me. He used to live for our special days together, decorating the house and playing our little games until we were both exhausted. It's our tradition, and I'll be damned if I'm losing it to some random club skanks. So I made him an offer he couldn't refuse: our guessing game. I slipped on a blindfold, and he got to put anything he wanted in my mouth. If I guessed what it was, he stayed home with me. If I was wrong, he could go out. I never imagined he'd have the balls to slide his rock-hard cock between my lips. Suddenly, I knew exactly what kind of game he really wanted to play. If that was what it took to keep him with me, I was all in. Those party sluts can't suck dick like his stepmommy can. Whatever he wants, he can get at home.