But Stepfamily shouldn’t know, How you taste like
Tears pricked my eyes but my pussy was dripping onto the floor.
“Good girl,” he praised, voice rough. “Again. Deeper this time.”
I dove back in, bobbing my head, taking more with each pass. The video played behind me—moans, dirty talk, the wet gluck-gluck sounds. Ethan guided me, not forcing but encouraging, hips rocking gently. “Fuck, Lily… your mouth feels better than I imagined. Relax… yes, just like that.”
I gagged again but held it longer, nose brushing his trimmed hair. Drool ran down my chin, dripping onto my tits. The humiliation mixed with thrill made me throb. I reached between my legs, rubbing my swollen clit while I sucked him.