The moment I laid eyes on my new stepmom, I knew she was the one. Not because of her stunning looks or her voluptuous figure, but because of the insatiable hunger in her eyes. She was a true nympho, always craving more, never satisfied. And I was more than willing to give her what she wanted. Every morning, as I woke up, I would find her waiting for me, her lips already salivating at the thought of my hot load. She would kneel before me, her eyes pleading for my release. And I, being the generous lover that I am, would oblige her. She would take me in her mouth, her fat tongue swirling around my shaft, her lips working in tandem to bring me to the edge. And then, with a final gasp, she would receive my hot, creamy load, her face covered in the evidence of her satisfaction. But it never ended there. She would always want more, her hunger never satiated. And I, being the good stepson that I am, would give her what she craved.