"Come on, don't tell me you're not curious," Matt said as he reached down and gave his cock a squeeze through his jeans. "You know why I wear baggy je...ns to school, " Matt asked. "I guess it's the style," I responded. "Nope. It's because I have a huge fuckin dick and I don't want everyone to fuckin see it," Matt said with a smile. "I see," I said, trying to play the role of the proper stepmother. I have to admit that I was getting kind of turned on with Matt standing there shirtless. He clearly. That surprised me, never sucked something so big, and without gagging reflex! Am I natural slut, born cocksucker? it was a thought that run through my head, but just for a millisecond, I had to work on his cock all the way! I stopped my sucking to look at his face, but his eyes were closed and lips smiling, I knew that what I did was hot! I took my time now to look at his cock, all glistening of my saliva, being tanned, his large purple head, powerful veins pulsating of lust and thick black. "I've been watching you for awhile. How would you feel about..." and she sent him a mental image of her riding his body to ecstasy. Through half closed eyes she saw the package in the front of his pants move slowly down one thigh. "I guess that means you'd enjoy a little tryst." Her laughter rang through his head. She could read his mind and he was asking how she could do such a thing, but there was a huskiness that she craved. "I have a gift for these kinds of things."His manner of speech was. We watched "Fifty Shades of Grey." She had read the book and was curious about the movie. I hoped the movie would get her horny. I didn't have to worry. Midway through the movie she began to understand the "chill" part of "Netflix and Chill." I was distracted by her tits, and no longer focused my attention on the TV. We kissed just long enough for me to get adventurous. She had made it easy for me by wearing a scoop neck tee that provided ample cleavage. It was short and cut just above her.