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mx66_back Profile mx66_back Profile views: 4302 Fanbase: 195 About Me In love with Stepmom/Stepson and Aunt/Nephew theme. Love doing captions around hot slutty milf seducing inexperienced boy younger than them. Feel free to write some hot comment below my captions. Open to discuss sh0ta in private and share my content. Interests Aunt , Captions , Creampie , Incest , Nephew , Shota , Stepmom Signed up: 5 months and 22 days ago Images viewed: 0 Images ed: 80 Gender: Female Birth: 16/04/1968 Location: Hungary Last Online: 35 minutes ago Connect with mx66_back Send Message Add Comment Become a fan Add to relations Status updates Jul 20, 2026 Looking for people interested in sh0ta content. I'm doing a incredible realistic AI content and wanted some . PM ME   May 5, 2026 Looking for people who like to write some hot detailed p0rn comment on my galleries!   Relations (See All Relations) Momlover169 Gender: Male Orientation: Straight Comments (1) (See All Comments) LoveLaughLust Comments: 3 Commented on Oct 6, 2026 "Auntie ended up teaching me all about sex and pleasing women! I don't like girls my own age, though..."   LoveLaughLust Comments: 3 Commented on Oct 6, 2026 "Yeah, mom. Auntie rides me really hard to make sure I help her around the house, but she's really good at helping me relax..."   LoveLaughLust Comments: 3 Commented on Oct 6, 2026 "Auntie... What was that? Why did it feel so good... I crossed my eyes.... but it's still hard..."   crissynhhotwif Comments: 3,243 Commented on Sep 25, 2026 "funny basically ..a true story for 7 of my nephews and mostly at the pool! yes really crissynh50pt"   crissynhhotwif Comments: 3,243 Commented on Sep 25, 2026 "mmm Im ready to make lots of money without working"   mx66_back Comments: 45 Commented on Sep 8, 2026 "I’m nineteen, still living at home while I finish my first year of college, and my aunt is staying with us for two weeks while her place gets renovated. Mom leaves for work at 6:40 every morning. That leaves the house quiet… and my aunt knows exactly how to use that quiet. The first time she walked out of the guest bathroom naked, water still streaming down the heavy curve of her ass and the undersides of her tits, she caught me frozen in the hallway. She didn’t cover up. She just turned, pressed her wet body against the glass, and looked over her shoulder with that slow, knowing smile. “Missed the bus again, nephew?” I had. On purpose. Every morning after that became the same ritual. I’d “oversleep,” claim the bus came early, and end up wherever she wanted me. This morning the bathroom door was already cracked open. Steam rolled out into the hallway. I locked the door behind me the second I stepped inside. She was under the spray, one hand braced high on the glass, back arched, ass pushed out like she was presenting it. Water ran in rivers between her cheeks and down the insides of her thighs. When she heard the lock click she didn’t even turn around at first. “Get that cock out,” she said, voice low and already rough. “I’ve been touching myself thinking about it since I woke up.” I stripped fast. My dick sprang free, thick and already throbbing, the head flushed dark and shiny with pre-cum. She shut the water off, stepped out still dripping, and dropped to her knees on the bath mat without another word. Her wet blonde hair stuck to her shoulders and the tops of her tits. She wrapped both warm hands around my shaft and just stared at it for a second, eyes heavy, lips parted. Then she leaned in and dragged her tongue from the base all the way up in one long, slow lick, collecting the pre-cum at the tip and swallowing it with a soft moan. She did it again, slower, then opened wide and took me in. The blowjob was filthy from the first second. She didn’t tease. She sucked hard, cheeks hollowed, tongue working the underside of my cock in tight, wet strokes while she bobbed her head. Loud, wet, filthy sounds filled the bathroom—slurping, gagging, the wet slap of her spit hitting the floor. She took me deeper every time, until the head was punching the back of her throat and she was choking on it, eyes watering, mascara starting to run. Spit poured down her chin in thick strings, dripping onto her heavy tits and the floor between her knees. I had to grab the edge of the sink with one hand just to stay upright. My other hand fisted in her wet hair. She looked up at me the whole time, eyes glassy and locked on mine while she tried to swallow my entire cock. Every time I hit the back of her throat she moaned around me, the vibration shooting straight up my spine. I was already close. Too close. I tried to hold back. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. I focused on the tiles, on the sound of the dripping faucet, on anything except the wet heat of her mouth and the way her throat kept spasming around the head. My thighs were shaking. Pre-cum was leaking nonstop into her mouth and she just kept swallowing it, sucking harder like she was trying to drag the orgasm out of me by force. “Aunt—fuck—slow down,” I gritted out, voice cracking. “I’m gonna—” She only sucked harder, faster, one hand now pumping the base of my cock in tight, wet strokes while the other reached between her own legs. The wet sounds of her fingers working her cunt mixed with the filthy noises of her throat. She pulled off just long enough to gasp, “Don’t you dare hold it back. I want it all over my face. Make me look like a used-up slut.” Then she took me deep again, nose pressed against my stomach, and sucked like she was trying to pull my soul out through my cock. That was it. I ripped my dick out of her mouth with a broken, loud moan that echoed off the bathroom walls and down the hallway. My whole body locked up. Thick, heavy ropes of cum blasted across her face. The first one painted a long stripe from her forehead down over her eye and across her cheek. The next hit her open mouth and tongue, then another landed on the bridge of her nose and dripped down. More kept pumping out—hot, thick, sticky—covering her cheeks, her lips, her chin. Cum ran down her face in messy white streaks, dripping from her jaw onto her tits while she kept her tongue out, catching what she could. I kept moaning—loud, helpless, almost shouting—my voice carrying through the empty house as I stroked the last pulses onto her tongue and lips. She stayed right there on her knees, face completely glazed, tongue still out, eyes half-lidded and filthy. She didn’t move. She just looked up at me with a proud, satisfied little smile, letting the cum drip and run wherever it wanted, happy to stay on her knees like a good cumslut showing off what she’d earned. When it finally stopped she slowly licked her lips, then used two fingers to scoop some of the cum from her cheek and push it into her mouth, sucking them clean while she stared up at me. My legs were still shaking. My cock twitched in my hand, oversensitive and still leaking a final drop onto her tongue. She stayed on her knees, face painted white, looking up at me with that same filthy, happy expression. “Go wash up and pretend you just missed the bus again,” she said softly, voice thick and pleased. “I’ll be thinking about how hard you came all over my face all day.” I left her right there on the bath mat, still on her knees, cum dripping down her chin, two fingers already sliding back into her dripping pussy while she watched me get dressed. Later, when Mom asked why I was late again, I just shrugged and said the bus must have come early. Aunt smiled into her coffee across the table, a faint smear of my cum still visible at the corner of her mouth that Mom never noticed. We both knew I’d miss the bus again tomorrow."   mx66_back Comments: 45 Commented on Sep 6, 2026 "Dad was downstairs, volume cranked on some dumb sports highlight reel. The low murmur of the TV and the occasional cheer drifted up the stairs. That was all the permission she needed. The bedroom door clicked shut behind her. Soft. Careful. My stepmom stood there in nothing but a tiny pair of bright pink panties, the fabric already dark and damp between her thighs. Blonde hair loose, heavy tits bare and swaying, that smug little smirk she always wore when she was about to ruin me. “Quiet,” she whispered, already climbing onto the bed. “Daddy’s right downstairs. You make a sound and we’re both fucked.” She didn’t wait. She yanked the blanket down, freed my cock—already rock-hard and twitching the second she walked in—and straddled me in one smooth motion. The crotch of those pink panties was shoved aside. Hot, slick pussy lips dragged along the underside of my shaft, painting me with her wetness. “Look at you,” she breathed, grinding. “My little pervert stepson, already dripping for his mommy’s cunt.” She reached down, lined me up, and sank. Inch by filthy inch. That tight, greedy hole stretched around the head, then swallowed more, until she was fully seated, ass resting on my thighs, pink panties stretched obscenely to the side. Her pussy clenched hard, milking me like it was starving. I gritted my teeth. Already the pressure was starting—deep in my balls, that heavy, dangerous ache. I dug my fingers into the sheets and tried to breathe slow through my nose. Don’t cum. Not yet. Hold it. She started to ride. Slow at first. Rolling her hips, grinding her clit against my base every time she bottomed out. The wet sound of her cunt taking me was soft but filthy—squelching, sticky, unmistakable. Every downward slam pushed a thick glob of her cream out around my cock, smearing my balls and the sheets. The load in my balls was already swelling. I could feel it getting heavier, thicker, like someone was pouring molten lead into them. My cock throbbed violently inside her, the head flaring every time her pussy fluttered. I clenched my ass, locked my thighs, tried to will the orgasm back down. Sweat beaded on my forehead. My jaw was tight enough to crack. “You’re being such a good boy,” she cooed, voice low and filthy, bouncing a little harder now. “Letting mommy use this cock while your dad sits downstairs like an idiot. You love it when I sneak in here and fuck you, don’t you? Love feeling this tight stepmom pussy bounce on you.” She picked up the pace. Harder. Deeper. The bed started to creak softly under us. Her pussy made wet, nasty noises with every bounce—sloppy, greedy, the kind of sound that made my balls draw up tight against my body. I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste metal. The pressure was brutal now—my cock felt swollen, oversensitive, every ridge and vein being stroked by her silky walls. I was leaking constantly, thick pre-cum mixing with her juices, making everything even wetter and louder. Hold it. Hold it. Fuck, please hold it— She felt me twitching. Felt the desperate way my cock kept pulsing inside her. Her eyes locked on mine, wicked and hungry. “You’re close already,” she whispered, riding harder, grinding down so her clit rubbed every time. “I can feel it. That big, heavy load is right there, isn’t it? You’re trying so hard not to flood mommy’s cunt…” She reached back and cupped my balls. They were drawn up tight, rock-hard, and heavy—swollen with everything I’d been fighting to keep in. She squeezed gently, rolling them in her palm, and the sensation almost broke me. A thick spurt of pre-cum shot out of me straight into her, and I had to clamp my teeth together to keep from groaning. “Look at these full balls,” she murmured, still bouncing, still milking me. “So full for mommy. You’re shaking. You’re about to lose it. Don’t you dare cum yet… make it bigger for me. Make that load so fucking massive I can feel every drop.” I was losing the fight. My hips kept twitching upward against my will. My cock was throbbing in thick, rhythmic pulses inside her, the head so sensitive it almost hurt. The pressure behind my balls felt like a dam about to rupture—hot, dense, urgent. Every time her pussy clenched I saw white at the edges of my vision. I dug my heels into the mattress, clenched every muscle I had, begged my body to wait just a little longer. She leaned down, tits pressing against my chest, lips at my ear. “I want it all,” she whispered, voice pure filth. “Every drop. Breed your stepmom’s pussy. I want to feel that huge load pumping into me while daddy’s right downstairs. Stop holding back… give it to me.” That was it. The last thread snapped. “F-fuck… oh fuck, Mom—” My voice cracked into a low, broken moan as the first thick, heavy spurt tore out of me. “Nnngh… ahhh, shit… I’m cumming… I’m cumming so fucking hard—” I thrust up hard, burying every inch while long, desperate moans spilled out of me. Thick ropes of cum flooded her cunt in powerful pulses. She kept riding through it—short, filthy grinds, milking every jet—while I groaned and gasped under her, unable to stay quiet anymore. “Uhhhn… fuck, take it… take every drop… your pussy feels so fucking good… ahhh—” Load after load painted her walls, flooding deep, overflowing almost immediately. My moans got louder, messier, more broken as the orgasm kept wringing me dry, hips jerking up into her while she whispered filthy praise in my ear. She stayed seated, hips rolling slow, savoring the feeling of being stuffed full. When she finally lifted up just a little, a heavy, creamy glob of our mixed cum dripped from her stretched hole and landed on my shaft in a thick white streak. She reached down, scooped some of it with two fingers, and pushed it right back inside herself with a soft, satisfied moan. “Good boy,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss me, tongue sliding into my mouth while her creamy cunt still clenched around my softening cock. “Mommy’s going to walk around with your cum dripping out of her all evening. And if you’re quiet… I’ll come back for more later.” She climbed off carefully, pulled the pink panties back into place (already soaked and ruined), and slipped out of the room like nothing had happened. The wet spot on the sheets and the taste of her on my tongue were the only proof she’d been there. Downstairs the TV kept playing. Dad never knew a thing."   edgefellow Comments: 20,001 Commented on Sep 5, 2026 "pump a li'l in her"   mx66_back Comments: 45 Commented on Sep 5, 2026 "Jimmy’s hands were still shaking when the hotel room door clicked shut. First football final of his life and all he could think about was the single king-size bed sitting in the middle of the room like a loaded trap. His new stepmother—ex-pornstar, absolute knockout, and the most shameless pervert he’d ever met—had booked the room herself. One bed. No couch. No extra mattress. Just that big white bed and the wicked little smile she wore when she saw the panic on his face. She dropped her bag, peeled the white towel off her body right in front of him, and let it fall. Full, heavy tits spilled free, perfect round ass, soft little belly, and that neat landing strip she still kept trimmed like she was about to shoot a scene. “Relax, baby,” she purred, walking toward him naked, gold necklace bouncing between her tits. “You’re wound so tight you’re gonna snap on the field tomorrow. Let Mommy take care of it the way she used to on camera.” She didn’t wait for permission. She shoved him onto the edge of the bed, dropped to her knees, and took his already-hard cock straight into her mouth. Wet, loud, expert suction—tongue swirling under the head, cheeks hollowing, spit running down his shaft while she looked up at him with those big, filthy eyes. One hand stroked what she couldn’t fit; the other cupped his balls and squeezed gently. When she finally pulled off, a thick string of spit connected her glossy lips to the tip of his cock. “Titty-fuck time,” she whispered, climbing up and sandwiching his thick shaft between her heavy, soft tits. She squeezed them tight around him and bounced, letting the head pop out of her cleavage on every upward stroke so she could lick it. The wet sound of his cock sliding between those warm pillows filled the room. She only did it long enough to get him leaking and desperate. Then she pushed him onto his back, turned around, and lowered herself onto his face in a filthy sixty-nine while she sucked him again—ass and dripping cunt right in his mouth. After that she flipped onto all fours, looked back over her shoulder with that same pornstar smirk, and said, “Fuck me like you mean it, stepson. I want to feel it.” He mounted her hard. The first thrust buried him to the hilt in her soaked, gripping cunt. She moaned loud and dirty, pushing back to take every inch. He fucked her deep and rough, hands gripping those oiled, perfect ass cheeks, watching his cock disappear into her over and over. The wet slap of skin and the filthy sounds she made filled the hotel room. She came first, thighs shaking, cunt clamping down hard around him. He pulled out before he lost it, flipped her onto her back, and climbed up over her chest. “On my tits,” she ordered, voice wrecked and eager, already pushing her heavy breasts together with both hands. “Paint them. Cover your stepmom’s big pornstar tits with every drop. I want to feel it hot and thick all over me.” Jimmy straddled her waist, cock throbbing and shiny with her juices. He stroked himself fast, fist flying up and down his slick shaft while she held her tits up like an offering, red nails digging into the soft flesh, nipples hard. The pressure hit him like a wave. His balls drew up tight and heavy. His thighs started trembling. A broken, desperate moan tore out of his throat. “F-fuck—Mommy—” His whole body locked up. The first thick rope blasted out of him with such force that his hips jerked forward and his back arched hard. A raw, shaky moan ripped from his chest as the hot cum striped across her left breast in a heavy, wet line. His cock kept pulsing violently in his fist. The second shot hit even harder—his legs shook, toes curling, another long, broken moan spilling out of him as the thick load painted both of her nipples. He was trembling all over now, fist still pumping, eyes half-lidded and glassy. “Unngh—fuck—fuck—” More thick ropes kept erupting from him in powerful, gut-clenching spurts. Each one made his cock throb and jump in his hand. His abs clenched, his thighs quivered, and a continuous stream of shaky, filthy moans poured out of his mouth while he coated her soft, jiggling tits. Cum landed in long creamy streaks across her cleavage, the upper slopes, even her collarbone. He kept stroking through it, body shaking, voice cracking with every pulse. The last few weaker spurts still made him moan and twitch, hips jerking weakly as the final drops landed on the soft underside of her left breast and slowly dripped down. When it finally stopped he was panting, still trembling, cock twitching and dripping in his fist. His whole body felt weak and oversensitive. She looked down at the thick mess covering her tits, then up at him with pure filthy satisfaction, still holding her cum-glazed breasts together. “Fuck… look at that,” she whispered, smearing his hot load slowly over her nipples with both hands. “My stepson’s cock just exploded all over Mommy’s tits… you were shaking so hard for me, baby. Making those pretty little moans while you painted me…” She scooped a thick strand onto two fingers and sucked it clean, moaning around them. Then she pulled him down so his half-hard, still-sensitive cock rested against her sticky, cum-covered chest and kissed him deep and filthy. “One bed, baby,” she murmured against his lips. “We’ve got all night… and I’m nowhere near done with you.”"   mx66_back Comments: 45 Commented on Sep 5, 2026 "The rule was simple and absolute: no clothes inside Auntie’s house. He’d been staying with her for three days now and still couldn’t believe it was real. The second the front door locked behind him that first afternoon she had smiled that slow, wicked smile, pointed at his shirt, and said, “Off. Everything. House rules.” Now he stood barefoot on the cool tile in nothing but skin, cock already half-hard just from watching her. She walked ahead of him down the garden path that led from the pool back to the house, completely naked, long dark hair swaying against the small of her back. Her ass moved with every unhurried step—full, soft, perfect—hips rolling like she knew exactly what the view was doing to him. The afternoon sun made the light sheen of oil on her skin glow. She didn’t look back. She didn’t need to. She knew he was staring. She knew he was hard. She knew the “no clothes” rule was never about comfort. It was about this. The moment they stepped through the sliding glass door she turned, caught him by the wrist, and pulled him flush against her. Soft tits pressed to his chest, nipples already tight. One hand slid straight down, wrapped around his cock, and gave it a slow, filthy stroke. “Look at you,” she purred, voice low and thick with amusement. “Three days of walking around hard for your aunt and you still act surprised. You think I made that rule for fun? Baby, I made it so I could see this cock every time I want it.” She squeezed him tighter, thumb smearing the bead of precum over the head. “I’ve been waiting for you to stop pretending you’re innocent. Time to stop pretending.” She dropped to her knees right there on the living-room rug, still holding his gaze, and took him into her mouth in one smooth, wet slide. No teasing. Just hot, greedy suction, tongue working the underside while she moaned around him like she’d been starving for it. One hand cupped his balls; the other reached around to dig her nails into his ass and pull him deeper. He groaned, hips jerking. She only hummed and took him farther, letting him feel the back of her throat. When she finally pulled off, spit connected her swollen lips to his cock in a shiny string. “Bedroom. Now. I’m going to sit on this cock until you understand exactly what your slutty aunt wants from you.” He barely made it to the bed before she shoved him down on his back and climbed on. She didn’t ease onto him. She lined him up and sank down in one long, filthy drop, taking every thick inch until her ass rested against his thighs. A broken moan tore out of her. “Fuck—yes. That’s it. Feel how wet I am for you? I’ve been dripping since the moment you walked through my door.” She started riding him hard, the wet slap of her ass against his thighs filling the room. Every time she dropped down she took him to the root, her tight, hot cunt squeezing and dragging along every inch. He could feel how soaked she was—slick, sticky heat coating his cock, running down onto his balls. Her inner walls fluttered and clenched around him in greedy little pulses, like her body was already trying to milk him. The pressure built fast. That heavy, aching tightness at the base of his cock, the way his balls drew up tight and full. Every wet glide of her pussy over him made it worse—better. He could feel the head of his cock kissing her cervix on the deepest strokes, that soft, spongy resistance that made his vision blur. “Fuck—Auntie—” his voice cracked. “I’m gonna… I’m so fucking close—” She only moaned louder and ground down harder, rolling her hips in tight circles so the head of his cock rubbed right against that deep spot inside her. Her juices were pouring out around him now, making everything filthy-wet and loud. “Do it,” she gasped, eyes locked on his. “Don’t you dare pull out. I want to feel my nephew’s cock throb and pump every drop straight into me. Fill your slutty aunt’s cunt up. I want it so deep I can feel it in my stomach.” The first pulse hit him like a punch. His cock swelled even thicker inside her, the head flaring hard against her walls. Then the first thick rope of cum surged out of him—hot, heavy, and forceful—blasting against her cervix. She felt it immediately and cried out, grinding down to take it deeper. He kept cumming in long, powerful spurts. Each one pulsed out of him with a deep, gut-clenching intensity, flooding her already-soaked pussy. He could feel the heat of his own cum coating the inside of her, mixing with her wetness until everything was slippery and filthy. His balls tightened and emptied in heavy waves, every throb of his cock forcing more thick cum deeper into her. She kept moving the whole time—short, greedy rocks of her hips—milking him through it. Her cunt clenched and fluttered around his spurting cock, squeezing out every last drop like she was trying to drain him dry. He could feel the excess already starting to leak out around the base of his shaft, warm and sticky, running down over his balls. When the last weak pulses finally faded he was still buried to the hilt, cock twitching inside the hot, cum-filled mess of her pussy. She stayed seated on him, breathing hard, and slowly clenched around him one more time just to feel the thick load shift inside her. “That’s it…” she whispered, voice wrecked and filthy. “Feel that? All that hot cum you just pumped into your aunt. It’s so deep… and it’s all mine now.” She lifted up just an inch. A thick, creamy trickle of his cum immediately spilled out around his cock and ran down the inside of her thigh. She pushed back down, trapping the rest inside, and smiled. Then she stood, turned, and started walking back toward the open glass doors—still completely naked, cum slowly running down her legs, that same unhurried sway in her hips. She glanced back over her shoulder, eyes dark and filthy. “Rule still stands, nephew. No clothes. And next time I bend over in the kitchen… I expect you to put it back in without asking.” She kept walking. He was already hard again."   See All Comments | Add Comment

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