I Cheated Minutes Before My Wedding⦠With My Stepmom! So Iâm going to be a married man. Whoopdefuckingdoo, right? At first, I was on top of the world. Spending the rest of my life with my soulmate? Itâs a dream come true. And, hey, itâs not like I donât like my fiance. Itâs just⦠Fucking one person for the rest of my life? Thatâs a scary thought. And thatâs where things get really fucking weird. I go to vent my problems to my stepmom and my best manâs stepmom, whoâre both in their wedding dresses. What the fuck? I brush it off and think, âAh, what the hell, theyâre feeling nostalgic.â But then, as I was explaining my reservations to my stepmom, she and her friend pounced on me like a tigress hunting her prey along the banks of the Ganges, slinking low to the ground, her every step a sultry declaration of dominance. Her eyes burned with a pang of hunger so intense it could melt glaciers her muscles rippled like forbidden poetry, and her claws oh, her hot milf claws poised to deliver one swift, devastatingly seductive swipe that whispered, Youre mine. Well, maybe not quite that weird, but shit, Iâm sucking on my friendâs stepmomâs titties and he walks in. Things really get weird when we start fucking each otherâs moms in front of each other. But, of course, that wasnât enough for these women they want some of their own stepsonâs cock
