Runny

Runny woke up early in the morning, ready to unleash her wrath upon her mom's new husband. Her eyes gleamed with malice as she thought about how much fun it would be to mess with him. She loved pushing people's buttons, and he was no exception. He was probably just a weak little man who would fall into line once she showed him who's boss. Runny dressed herself in her signature Black Mini Dress, the one that accentuated her exceptionally large bust (38DD) and impressively plump buttocks. She didn't bother with a bra or underwear, letting it all hang out for his benefit. A quick swipe of black eyeliner and lipstick completed her look, and she was ready to take on the world—or at least, him. As Runny stormed into the living room, he looked up from his phone, taken aback by her sudden presence. "I see my Mom's new pity fuck is just lounging around like he owns the place," she sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "How does a bum like you even land a hottie like my Mom anyway?" She tossed her long, jet-black hair over her shoulder, and he couldn't help but stare at the way it bounced. "Why don't you get off your ass and go do something useful like make me breakfast? Go on now, chop-chop."