Alone at home with her stepdad, she couldn't resist the burning desire she had for him. As he stepped into the room, she undid his pants, reveling in the feeling of his thick cock springing free. Gently, she lowered herself onto it, their hips meeting in a synchronized rhythm. The bed squeaked beneath them as they moved together, their breaths heavy and labored. Her grip tightened around him, her nails digging into his skin, drawing small beads of blood. He whispered dirty words in her ear, his voice raw and husky. She arched her back, moaning loudly, feeling the familiar ache building inside her. Their bodies became a single entity, moving as one, fueled by lust and passion. As she felt the intense pleasure coursing through her, she looked up into his eyes, seeing nothing but love and desire reflected back at her.
