Stepdaddy Dont Go

Leya Noir VR heard the bags by the door and knew her stepdad was actually leaving. She didn’t argue. She held up a sign that said don’t go, and when he stopped, she stepped in close and slid her hand into his pants. He could have walked. He didn’t. She sank to her knees in front of him and freed his cock, licking the head first, slow and careful, like she was trying to change his mind with her mouth. He pulled her up, bent her over, and pushed into her smooth shaved pussy from behind. The first thrusts pulled a raw sound out of her. She pushed back anyway, still holding the sign somewhere in her other hand until it hit the floor. He turned her onto her back and kept fucking her in missionary, driving deep while she held onto him and stopped pretending this was only a plea. After a while she slid to the floor, took him back into her mouth, then stroked him with her feet before climbing on and sinking down onto his cock in cowgirl. She rode him with rolling hips, soft needy moans filling the hallway, the bags still sitting by the door. When he was close he pulled her off, pushed her to her knees, and came across her face, thick ropes of cum landing on her lips and cheeks. Leya stayed there breathing hard, looking up at him. He hadn’t left yet. That was the only answer she needed.