เข้าสู่ระบบ~*MIA*~Chase stared at my pussy like it was some exquisite artwork he couldn't tear his eyes away from.Slowly, he leaned down.His mouth found my pussy folds, his tongue licking a slow stripe up the center.I whimpered.He latched on, sucking hard, his lips closing around my swollen flesh.My stomach clenched, a fresh wave of heat rolling through me as he devoured my pussy like it was his last meal.Goddamn… his mouth felt so good on my pussy.He was doing incredible things to me.Things that made me feel like my body was not my own, like I'd floated right out of my skin and was watching this happen to someone else.In that instant, I knew this wouldn't be the last time I'd have sex with him.I knew, with a clarity that cut through the haze, that no other man could ever satisfy me the way Chase could.After a few moments, he pulled his head away from my pussy, his chin glistening with my wetness, then he turned me over.I moved limply, my body too heavy to resist, and I ended up on
~*MIA*~I had never been fist fucked before.This was the first time, and I felt every inch of that newness in the ache radiating from my pussy, the burning stretch that made my eyes water and my breath catch in my throat.It hurt like hell.But at the same time, it felt fucking good.So fucking good.My pussy tried to clamp down around Chase’s hand, every instinct screaming to push him out, but he held steady.His fist buried so deep inside me I could feel the stretch of my own limits.I gasped, my fingers clawing against the rug, my inner walls clenching around his knuckles as he refused to move, refused to give me an inch of relief.Chase noticed how I was struggling and stilled for a moment.Locking his eyes on me, he watched my chest rise and fall rapidly.“Breathe. Slowly,” he said, his voice calm, like he had all the time in the world.I sucked in a shaky breath, my chest heaving.Slowly, he pulled his hand back, dragging against my inner walls, and the sensation pulled a soft
~*MIA*~Chase adjusted his grip on my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulled back just enough to leave me aching for the loss, and then he slammed back into my pussy.“Fuck!” The scream ripped out of me before I could stop it, my body jolting forward on the cushions.He didn’t give me a second to recover.He immediately started ramming his cock into my pussy, hard and fast, each thrust punching the air from my lungs.The pleasure coiled tight at the base of my spine, jolts of it twirling up my back with every brutal stroke.I pressed my forehead into the couch, my mouth parting on a shaky breath.“Naughty girl,” he growled from behind me, his voice low and rough. “You’ve certainly got some nerve seducing your own stepfather, don’t you?”“Uhhmm,” I moaned into the cushion, my words muffled but I didn’t care. “I can’t help it… mmhh… more. Please. Your cock feels so fucking good.”He kept thrusting deep into me, each hard slam sending his balls slapping against my clit, the
~*MIA*~Chase started moving his cock slowly, his hips rolling forward as it slid between my breasts in a long, deliberate stroke.I watched the head disappear into the soft flesh I had pressed together, only to reappear on the other side.Slowly, he pulled back, dragging his cock against my skin, and I felt every ridge, every vein.Then he thrust in again at that same unhurried pace, and I pressed my breasts tighter around his cock.My fingers dug into the sides of my breasts, holding them together, creating more pressure as his breathing grew heavier above me.“Damn… Mia,” he muttered.He thrust again, and then again, each stroke pushing his cock through the space I had made, the head peeking out near my chin.I watched his stomach muscles contract with every movement beneath his tight t-shirt that hugged his frame, then watched his jaw go slack as my gaze reached his face.Then his pace changed.His hips snapped forward faster, the rhythm shifting into something more urgent.His co
~*MIA*~“Have you lost your mind, Mia?” Chase choked out.He pushed me back like my touch repulsed him.Like I burned him.Then he stared at me—not with anger, but with a look I could recognize from miles away.Lust.And it pulled a slow smirk onto my lips.“I know you want this,” I said. “Same as I do.”I held his gaze, refusing to look away.“So just… fuck me. It’s not a big deal.”He shook his head. "No. Absolutely not."He stumbled back a step, then another, putting a lot of distance between us so quickly I was sure it made his head spin.I stepped toward him, not backing away—definitely not now.I had to have him today.“Stop this, Mia!” His hands came up like he was warding me off. “What you’re doing, what you’re saying… it doesn’t make any sense.”His eyes searched my face, and his expression shifted. “Are you on drugs or something?”The words hit me like a slap.My eyebrows furrowed.Was he seriously asking me that right now?I moved toward him.He backed away quickly, his fee
~*MIA*~I looked at him through half-lidded eyes, watching the way he held the camera up to his face, the way the lens angled toward me.Though the camera hid his expression, I could make out the line of his jaw, the way his throat moved as he swallowed.A slow thrill ran through me as I opened my legs wider, letting him see exactly what he was about to capture.The G-string was thin, barely a whisper of fabric, and I knew with the way I was positioned, with the way the light fell, that the soft folds of my pussy were almost visible, just barely contained by the scrap of pink lace.I watched his throat move, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, but he said nothing.The camera clicked.One shot.Then another.I shifted, turning in the chair, letting my back arch as I positioned my ass toward him.The net socks pulled tight over my thighs, the suspender belt cutting a dark line across my hips, and I looked over my shoulder at the black circle of the lens.The camera clicked again.







