The air in the living room crackled with unspoken desire. Skylar Vox, her big boobs straining against her top, nervously adjusted the hem of her shorts. Her stepdad, Scott, a classic DILF, watched her with an intensity that made her breath catch.
"Skylar," he began, his voice low and husky, "we need to talk." He knew the boundaries they were dancing around were about to be crossed. The roleplay of forced proximity was becoming too real, the tension a palpable thing between them.
He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. The tattoo peeking from under his sleeve was a reminder of the wilder man he kept hidden. "You know I shouldn't," he whispered, his hand reaching out to cup her big butt. She leaned into his touch, her own hand reaching for his belt. "But I want you so badly."
With a shared groan, the kiss was urgent, demanding. He pushed her against the wall, his big cock pressing against her. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers fumbling with his zipper. The feel of his hard length in her hand sent shivers down her spine. She knew this was wrong, so incredibly wrong. But the forbidden thrill, the rush of adrenaline, was intoxicating.
He lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the couch. He laid her down gently before quickly removing his pants and briefs. She looked at his erected shaft. After a moment he proceeded by cock sucking her.
He flipped her over into doggystyle, his hand slapping her big ass as he plunged deep inside her. "Oh, Skylar," he panted, his breath hot against her neck. "You feel so good." Her moans echoed through the room, a symphony of forbidden pleasure. They lost themselves in the moment, the taboo making every touch, every thrust, that much more intense.
Scott pushed his hips harder and faster. In no time, he started to cum! Soon after Skylar followed. After a few minutes, he decided he wanted to do it again!
