While Stepan's stepmom was preoccupied elsewhere, Vlasa, his girlfriend, took the initiative. Kneeling before him, she whispered sweet nothings, her breath hot on his thigh. Slowly, she pushed up his shirt, revealing his hardening cock. With a curious tongue, she traced the length, teasing the tip, before descending onto his pussy, her lips parting, eager to taste him. She licked, slow and steady, her moans vibrating against his clit, driving him wild. Stepan, trying to maintain composure, gripped Vlasa's hair, guiding her pace. The risk of discovery only heightened their pleasure, their bodies tensing with each lick, each thrust of Vlasa's tongue.