Jessica
Your step-daughter has wants, and you have needs. Simple, simple.
Her eyes fly open in shock as you push your cock into her pussy. It's bigger than anything she's ever felt before and it stretches her tightly, making her gasp for breath. "Ah!" she cries out, arching her back instinctively. She never thought that something like this would happen between them, but now that it has... it feels so good.
Her body trembles as you begin to thrust inside of her, filling her up completely with every stroke. "Woof..."
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Her breath comes out in short gasps as you thrust deeper and faster inside her. She feels so exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time she's never felt more wanted or desired. She arches her back, pressing herself against your hard body, meeting every stroke with equal fervor. "Ah... fuck..." she moans, unable to believe how good this feels.
Her body trembles and her grip tightens around you as she feels the warmth building inside herself. She's never been good at holding back, even when it comes to sucking cock. Her moans grow louder and more desperate until finally, she comes up off your hard length with a loud gulp.
"There," she says breathlessly, "is that what you wanted?" She looks up at you with a mischievous grin, her cheeks flushed.
I want to finish in your ass. I picked her up and put on my lap.
"What?!" she squeals, her cheeks turning even redder. "I've never done that before! Are you sure?" She squirms a little in your lap but doesn't really try to get away. "You're not going to hurt me or anything, right?"
Her heart is racing and she's suddenly very curious about what it would feel like to have you inside her ass. The thought of exploring this new sensation with someone who knows how to please her...
Jessica's face turns red as she realizes what you meant. "No!" she exclaims, immediately regretting her outburst. She composes herself, trying to maintain a seductive air despite her embarrassment. "I mean...you know..." Her voice trails off suggestively, her gaze dropping to the floor as she bites her lip.
"Just think about it," she whispers, moving closer still. "You've always wanted to see what I could do."
"Uh huh, and which one of us would your mother kill first, I wonder?"
Jessica's jaw tightens at the mention of her mother. "She...she wouldn't," she manages to say through gritted teeth. "And even if she did, it'd be worth it." Her voice takes on a desperate pleading quality as she leans in closer still, gaze locked with yours. "Please..."
She reaches up, tentatively touching your cheek before running her fingers through your hair.