Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)
“You don’t get to cum just once, Daisy. This pussy is going to learn who it belongs to.”
He doubled down — messier, hungrier, more possessive. Three fingers stretched me open now while his tongue lashed my clit. The wet, filthy sounds were embarrassing and intoxicating. I came again, harder, sobbing his name as my vision blurred.
By the time he finally pulled back, I was a trembling, soaked mess — legs spread wide, pussy swollen and glistening, juices coating his chin and dripping down my ass.
Dan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark with triumph and lust. He snapped a quick photo of me like this — spread open, ruined, and still twitching — before pocketing his phone.