Andrea gives your chin a test-drive

God damn it. God damn it! You can’t back out now, or your relationship with Stacy is over. Her mother would never stop telling her about what a chicken you were, or reminding her of how she’d knocked you out and made you tap, and generally disapproving of the weak boyfriend her daughter had chosen. If surviving a couple of punches will convince Andrea otherwise, then you might just have to set your jaw and let this milf crack you. For Stacy’s sake.

That is, assuming you do survive.

You glance at Andrea’s incredible body, casually leaning back against the bathroom counter in a way that arches her back. The pose proudly juts out and displays two of her most prominent and dominant features - the huge twin boobs she had you gasping for breath between earlier today. Further down, her smooth and strong thighs are relaxed and crossed over one another. Even as they relax, her legs almost hum with power.

Above it all is her beautiful face, a smug and expectant expression over it. Her long, silky black hair flows behind her gorgeous face, and a single manicured fingertip rests on her chin as she studies you. As you watch her, she moves it upwards, gently tapping the tip on her smugly smiling, plump crimson lips instead.

She can’t wait to hear your response. In her mind, whatever you say either means confirming that her daughter’s boyfriend is a weakling coward, or getting to knock him out cold again. You can tell that she’s not used to this kind of power, and hadn’t expected it to go this way when arrangements had been made for your visit - but now that she has it, she won’t let it go without a fight.

“What do you say, Simon? Just a couple of punches?” she slowly shakes her bust enticingly for you. You grit your teeth.

“F-Fine. Whatever. Just hurry up and- UFF!”

In the blink of an eye, Andrea clobbers you without even bothering to hear your useless talking. Her punch lands on your cheek, knocking your head to one side without any kind of resistance or evasion on your part, and rattling your brain inside of your head.

Your eyes blink rapidly in shock - you hadn’t expected the hourglass milf to be on you so fast. There’s a smug smile on her lips as she watches your reaction to the punch.

“I- O, Ohh-hhh…” you shudder, lights dancing in your eyes as you stumble a half step backwards, obviously weakened.

“Goodness me…” she laughs, shaking her head. Your girlfriend’s mom has you right in the palm of her hand.

“Uhh-hhhhh…” you groan.

“One more?” the Latina goddess asks you, cheerful and bright, her eyes twinkling.

You don’t get to reply. Firing out a straight punch, she lands a second shot right on the very tip of your chin, her powerful hips putting surprising **** behind her mocha fist as it sends stars dancing across your vision. Your brain shuts off for just a moment. H-How… How is she…?

Two milf punches in, and you’re already groggy as fuck. You’re barely still standing, your legs weak and wobbly and your jaw hanging open dumbly.

“Uuuuhhhhh…” you groan from your open and slack jaw, trying to stay upright.

Andrea smirks at the state you’re in. Wordlessly, your girlfriend’s busty mom puts a hand to her lips and blows you a kiss.

“Mwah!”

She grins and leans back, watching you stumble and struggle to keep your feet. She traces a fingertip between her large breasts as she watches, waiting to see if you go down, or if you’re able to fend off the soft allure of sleep after taking those two blows from her.

Eventually, you shake your head to clear it. Still groggy, but not finished. Was it enough to impress your girlfriend’s mom?

“Well, you’re still awake… barely.” Andrea smirks.

She reaches out with a single long finger, and puts it on your chest delicately. You groan and shudder, as she leans in close and softly whispers just beside your ear.

“But you nearly went to sleep, didn’t you? Dios mio.” her sultry voice makes you shiver. You can feel her gentle breath on your earlobe. “I don’t know what my mija sees in you.”

Her other hand goes lower. Suddenly, you feel it over the crotch of your pants, softly caressing your semi-erect cock and coaxing it to life.

“Are you sure you’re man enough to date my daughter?” her soft whispers make you shiver again.

Finally, with her sexy body so close to yours, your legs give out and you collapse onto the bathroom floor. Still awake, but too weak to stand up anymore.

“Oh!” Andrea says, surprised to see your body drop. She takes a step back and watches as your limply collapse just in front of her, falling away from her soft hands.

A smug expression takes to the Latina milf’s face as she looks you over, weakly gasping for breath and stirring cock poking through your pants above your useless jelly legs. Maybe you didn’t do such a good job of handling her punches after all.

“Hmmmm~~…”