“That’s right, Daddy,” she cooed. “Come for me.” The first jet of my come landed squarely on her nipple. She leaned forward, brushing the head of my cock with those perfect round globes, never pausing as she milked my dick and painted creamy stripes across her tits. The last drop landed on her swollen pink lips and she looked up, meeting my eyes and slowly licked her lips.
I slumped back on the bed, kicking off the pants and boxers tangled around my feet and ripped off my shirt, pulling Jenna on top of me. She wiggled out of those skintight jeans, and crawled on top of me, leaving herself just clad in her red panties.
“Do you want to see what’s inside these?” she asked, shyly pushing one side of the panties down over her hip.
“You know I do.”
“Do you want to see your daughter’s pussy?”
The forbidden words went straight to my cock. Even someone as horny as me will take a few minutes to get it up again after coming, but the dirty, nasty words she was spouting made me
want to fuck her until she couldn’t walk.
“I want to see my daughter’s pussy,” I replied, grabbing the other side of those red cotton panties and pulling them down her hips. “I want to lick my daughter’s pussy.” I rolled the back down, revealing her toned ass to my gaze. “I want to fuck my daughter’s pussy, and come inside. I’m going to fill you up with my come, and I don’t care if I knock you up.” I pulled the panties the rest of the way off, and started at that shaved porn star pink pussy, the lips soaking wet and open like a flower.
I pushed her back onto the bed and settled myself in between her splayed legs. I lowered my head and licked a stripe up the center of her slit, tasting the salty–sweet flavor of her juices. “Oh oh Daddy!” she groaned, her hips bucking upward at that slight touch. I flattened my tongue and continued to lick as much of her as possible, starting below her pussy and following the curves of her body until I reached her clit. I pulled apart her lips to expose that swollen little nub and started flicking my tongue over it, quick touches that were giving her just enough friction to drive her crazy but not enough to make her come. Her juices were flowing down her thighs and I idly thought that we’d need to wash the comforter when we were done.
My dick was hardening already, and I thanked whoever might be listening for the refractory powers because there was nothing in the entire world I wanted more than to ram my cock into my stepdaughter’s wet pussy.
I kissed my way up her body, pausing to suck at those perfect tits on the way and tasting the sharp flavor of my own semen clinging to her skin. Finally I settled on top of her and the hard line of my penis rested between her legs, the head pressing against her opening.
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“Fuck me Daddy,” she said, tilting her hips towards me and causing the head to slip inside her. I froze. I was inside my stepdaughter. Her juices were dripping down my shaft and she was wiggling beneath me, trying to make me move. I shook myself out of the reverie and plunged forward, burying my cock to the root in her wet heat.
Fold Up
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“God Jenna you feel fucking incredible.” Her cunt was like a wet, hot fist gripping my dick. Every thrust took me deeper into her, and her inner muscles clenched around me, gripping me and pulling me deeper and deeper.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” She chanted my name, her voice catching as every thrust jarred her body. I slid my hand between our bodies, finding her slippery clit and massaging it with my thumb, increasing the pressure gradually until she screamed – actually, legitimately screamed- my name as she came. Her entire body arched up of the bed, and I could feel her coming from the inside.
“Daddy, come with me,” she gasped. “Fill me up with your come.”
