Lewd Peg Pete V2 (Goof Troop) #1 (Patreon)

First official “after-hours” call, Goof Troop fans. Peg Pete just sent Pete off to bowl a perfect 300… and locked the bedroom door behind him for a very different kind of strike.Kitchen apron long forgotten, she kicks the bedroom door shut with one heel, dress unzipped and dropped like it’s late for curfew, black lingerie following faster than Max ever sneaks out. In seconds the ultimate suburban bombshell is gloriously bare on the marital bed, legs spread wide, red hair fanned across the pillows like a crime-scene outline in lipstick.Fingers that usually flip pancakes now flip every switch she’s been dying to touch: slow circles at first, then greedy, frantic strokes while she moans loud enough to wake the neighbors (sorry, Goofy). Hips buck off the mattress, toes curl into the comforter, and when the big finish rolls in, it’s a perfect 7-10 split of pure bliss: back arched, a breathless “oh honeyyy!” that rattles the picture frames, and a slick rush that leaves the sheets looking like someone spilled an entire can of whipped cream and meant it.Peg collapses glowing, chest heaving, lazily dragging a finger through the evidence before licking it clean with the smuggest housewife grin Spoonerville’s ever seen: “Dinner’s served… self-served.”First post in the Peg Pete series: kitchen closed, bedroom demolished.Your favorite suburban mom just proved some recipes are strictly adults-only, and the only thing getting grounded tonight is the bedframe.Next visit, Pete’s still bowling… and Peg finally invites company to help stir the pot. Stay tooned; the real family-unfriendly fun is just heating up.