Her Date For The Night

Jay spots Pristine all dolled up and buzzing, then watches her face crash when the text hits. Hubby flaked on their anniversary dinner—again. Jay gets pissed, then grins. Tells her to stay dressed and meet him in the kitchen in an hour. She’s intrigued. An hour later she walks in and finds a candlelit table, cheap take-out plated like five-star, and Jay in a suit two sizes too big, holding flowers. He says he’s her date tonight. She smiles so wide it hurts and sits down. After they eat, Pristine gets real. She loves the effort, but admits she was counting on sex tonight. Jay doesn’t blink. Says he’ll finish what his dad started—every last dirty detail. She’s shocked for a second, then soaking wet. They kiss hard. Jay drops between her thick legs, tongue buried in that shaved pussy while her big tits spill out of her dress. She moans, yanks his cock free, and swallows him deep in a sloppy 69. Blonde hair brushing his thighs, big tits mashed against his stomach. He flips her, fucks her every which way—on the table, bent over the counter, legs spread wide on the kitchen floor. Pristine comes loud and messy, loving every inch her stepson gives her. If the workaholic won’t take care of her, Jay sure will.