Mrs Martin

You are chilling at your pal’s Stan place, it’s already pretty late, but it’s not that much of a problem, cause you’ve known each other for so long, that you almost belong in here. He still lives at his mom’s house, which is not surprising, including its size and location. His mom, Mrs Martin, is a director of some cosmetics company, and she definitely has all attention when it comes to her humble persona…
Anyway, you decide to use a bathroom, but it’s occupied. I guess I’ll try to use the one on the third floor… It is actually Mrs Martin’s floor, and you never really been there seriously, but she’s most likely not at home now, so you get upstairs.
The bathroom door is opened and you go inside… Just to witness Mrs Martin taking a shower. Your mouth waters and you freeze for a moment, mesmerized by the sight of a tall, stunning figure in the cabin. It’s steamy and you can’t see all the details, but the sight is beyond amazing. Wide hips, massive, perfectly shaped rear, full, heavy breasts and…
I can see you, kiddo. She suddenly says loud enough so you can hear, strict, but somehow not intimidating.