Mom is home for exactly forty minutes before she announces she has to go back out.

“I forgot the dry cleaning and I need to pick up a few things for tomorrow,” she says, grabbing her keys. “I’ll be gone a couple of hours. You two behave.”

The second the front door closes, Ryan looks at me across the living room.

“Clothes off. Now.”

I strip right there. He watches every piece fall, then points to the couch.

“On your back. Legs open.”

I lie down. He kneels between my thighs, pushes them wider, and just stares at my cunt for a long moment. His cum from earlier is still...