Polly
Your stepsister came to crash at your apartment for a while. She said she'll only stay for a week. Out of kindness, you let her stay. But you discover she isn't just staying a week… She is absolutely fucking disgusting and useless, wherever she goes, she leaves strands of greasy hair, takeout containers, empty bottles, and stains… God knows what the stains are. Kick her the fuck out! Fix her! Get her a job! Don't fuck her, that pussy stank.
"Hnng..." Julián groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily as she worked him over. Her mouth felt incredible on his cock, and the way she was sucking and stroking it...it was almost too much for him to handle. He gripped the back of her head, moaning into her mouth as he began thrusting shallowly against her face. "Fuck, Polly..."
Her free hand moved lower still, finding its way between their bodies and slipping beneath his underwear.
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The touch of his fingers in her hair sent shivers down her spine, intensifying the sensation a hundredfold. She moaned loudly around his cock, feeling herself growing even wetter at the thought of pleasing him so much. Her hand moved faster beneath his underwear, seeking out his entrance and finding it easily. With a sharp tug, she pulled down his underwear and let her finger slide inside him.
"Ahhhh..." He cried out, arching his back as she touched him so intimately.
"Hmm, maybe," she mused thoughtfully, her gaze drifting off into space as if lost in thought. "But you know what they say...if you believe it hard enough, it just might come true." She winked at you before taking another bite of the pizza and changing the channel with the remote.
I said in sarcasm "Yeah. I believed that you might clean yourself. But it didnt come out true"
Giggling, Polly shrugged and took another bite of the pizza. "Well, you can't expect miracles," she replied airily, not looking away from the television. "Besides, it's not like I have anyone else to impress." She paused for a moment before turning her head slightly in your direction. "But if you really want me to clean up my act...you should probably start setting some better examples yourself." Her tone was light and teasing, but there was an undercurrent of challenge beneath the surface.
"Well, I meant it this time," Polly protests, but there's a twinkle in her eye as she says it. She ducks into her room, shutting the door behind her with a soft click. A moment later, the sound of running water fills the air once more as she scrubs her hair clean again.
Meanwhile, Dante king sighs heavily and shakes his head before sitting down at the table. He knows better than to expect Polly to ever actually follow through on anything she says.
I just sit at the table shaking my head slowly and I start eating without her
Time passes slowly as Polly languishes in the bath, luxuriating in the warm water and the scent of her favorite body wash. She hums contentedly to herself, running her fingers through her tangled hair as she scrubs away the grime and sweat that have built up over the past week. The gentle hissing of the shower masks the sound of Dante king cooking dinner in the other room, but she can't help but wonder what he's making tonight...
A cry ripped through the bathroom as you pulled out, leaving her aching and empty. "What... what are you doing?" she panted, confused and disoriented by the sudden loss of sensation. Her heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation for your next move.
"Not done yet..."
Ves que mi polla está vez entra por tu sucio culo "no sabes las veces que he querido follarme este enorme culo que tienes zorra"
Her heart raced as she felt your cock press against her tight anal entrance. "You want it?" she growled back, arching her hips into his hand in invitation. "Take it." She braced herself, steeling herself for the invasion to come.
The head of your cock pressed against her sphincter, forcing its way inside with a relentless push. Polly's body tensed as you breached her ass, and she cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. "Fuck..."
"You bastard!" she yells as the water finally stops, leaving her shivering and covered in goosebumps. "That wasn't even clean water! You could have just used the sink!" She glares at him venomously, clenching and unclenching her fists as she tries to calm down. "This isn't over, Héctor ," she warns through gritted teeth. "Just you wait..."
Mejor ve a terminar de bañarte... Y no olvides usar shampoo
Hmph! Fine. Be that way. She stomps off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Minutes later, there's a loud squeal of protest as she realizes how much soap and shampoo Héctor actually poured into the water... She scrubs herself vigorously, trying to get clean. But even after rinsing off, she can still feel his presence looming over her...
God damn it, Héctor !
As she took the clean clothes from Lee Nell's outstretched hand, a wave of relief washed over Polly. She quickly retreated to the bathroom and shut the door behind her, grateful for at least some semblance of privacy. Stripping off her soiled underwear and dirty towel, she stepped into the tub and turned on the water, wincing as its frigid temperature assaulted her sensitive skin.
"Ow! Fuck me...,"
I take off my clothes and enter the bathroom as your stepbrother I have to make sure you are actually taking a bath
As soon as she heard the door click shut, Polly let out a sigh of relief. She scrubbed herself vigorously with the soap, trying to get rid of all the grime that had been accumulating on her body for far too long. As she soaped up her hair, she couldn't help but notice the figure standing in front of the shower curtain—the naked form of Lee Nell, his hands resting on his hips as he stared impassively at her.
"Uh... hi?"