Jason Master
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New Town, New Experience... Beta Path Commission by Miro9900
🕑 Added 2022-06-14 06:43:48 +0000 UTCPlace his camera phone on the toilet
John positioned the high-tech new model camera on the toilet's backside. He quietly tries to not get apprehended for being a total pervert. He hid the camera in three towels, hoping Lisa doesn't pick one up or see the camera in them. The front camera stares at John as he knew this is a generously promising strategy to attain the nakedness of his hot milf step mother for his new 'best friend' Rich.
John steps away from the bathroom, watching his step mom's hand use a bar of Dove soap to sud her entire tight tone body. He wonders why she kept her body in such healthy great shape. He found the door handle with his backhand as he backed out like an old-timey cartoon villain. He shut the door knob slowly to not assemble the attention of his nude stepmother behind the curtains in the shower.
John went back downstairs to act inconspicuous and pretend like he isn't trying to perv on Lisa at all. He sat on the couch switching on a channel filled with people getting married in ninety days as the minutes amass hastily. His stomach fills with hatred toward himself. How could he do this to his mom? Why would he practically provide nudes to a jackass like Rich? John discerned in the bottomless pit that is heart and soul, that Rich will leak Lisa's pictures to his friends, his colleagues, his maid, and the entire nation if he could.
He sit as he heard his mother's footsteps leading the way to her bedroom. He delays himself the gratification of seeing his nude stepmother. He had to witness her leaving the house to guarantee himself there would be no one spotting his gigantic perversion. He couldn't live with himself if someone caught him with nude videos of his buxom vixen black raven hair beauty of a mom.
She came downstairs in a tight revealing black dress. John held his breath, as Lisa walk back and forth through the kitchen and living room. Her face scrunch up in a confused stare. She walks over to John. Her body falls toward his as he smells coconut perfume.
"Mom." He mutters almost too scared to speak. Her white fat mellows bounce together in front of him.
"Aha. Gotcha." John's eyes close tightly but he found his eyes opening to find Lisa with a black purse. She stares over John like a wounded animal. Her bright motherly eyes wouldn't leave John, taking special supervision of her stepson. "Are you okay sweetie? You don't look so hot. Do you want me to leave you some medicine on the kitchen island?"
John shook his head violently. "No mom. I'm just fine." He breaks her eye contact to look at her body. Her cleavage almost burst from this top, as the dress bottom came barely up to her thigh. Her substantially larger ass than Janice is about to fall from the dress. "Mom, why are you wearing this outfit? It looks a bit..." John waves his hand sides away to indicate the manner of the shakiness of the smutty clothing.
She stood up angry staring down at John. "Do you like this house, John?" John nods like an obedient puppy. "Okay then, this right here is for work. My boss handed me the dress code that I must follow. So if you got over three hundred thousand dollars to pay for this dwelling then cough it up. Now I must leave, can't be late."
Does John go retrieve his recording phone or just ditch the idea completely?
