As the sun peeked through the curtains, Stepdad awoke to the sound of soft footsteps approaching his bedside. It was his daughter, looking nervous yet determined. She gently took his erect cock in her hand and began to stroke it, her eyes locked onto his. Without words, they shared an intense moment of desire and longing.
Slowly, she lowered her mouth onto his shaft, taking him deep into her throat with each bob of her head. As she savored the bitter-sweet taste of him, he groaned in pleasure, his fingers tangling in her hair. Their bodies were a language of its own, communicating a love that transcended societal norms.
Her soft lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his shaft as she moved up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each thrust. Her breaths came in ra gulps as she tried to keep up with him on the stairs.
