Only One Bed

Jodie Johnson rolls into the hotel with his stepmom Lola Pearl, both beat from the road trip, and neither expects the twist waiting upstairs. One bed only. Lola's feet are killing her and she's already snapping about it, but Jodie’s only goal is a pillow and lights out. Lola haggles with the front desk anyway—the place is booked solid. Fine, she says, yanks off everything but her bra and panties, flops down, and starts rubbing her soles. Jodie steals glances while she isn't looking, tells her she’s pretty, then offers a foot rub. She sighs and gives in. After a minute she reaches for his back, feels the hard muscle under his T-shirt, and suddenly the mood shifts. Her hand slips down, tugs his cock out of his pajama pants, and wow—he’s stiff and thick, needs both her hands just to wrap him. She spits on it, lies back, clamps her soft arches around the shaft, and starts working him with slow, slick strokes. Now Lola’s breathing faster. She leans in, swallows his cock right to the root, slurps loud and messy. Seconds later she climbs up, slides her wet pussy down every inch, rides him hard enough the headboard smacks the wall. Jodie flips her, drives in from behind, watching her round ass bounce and ripple with every slam. Lola cums twice before she tells him to paint her face; Jodie pulls out, strokes once, and covers her lips and cheeks in hot spurts. Both finally satisfied, they collapse into the single bed and pass out.