Step-Daddy I'm Not On Birth Control

I'm heading out to my friend's house, dressed in an outfit that's sure to turn heads, when you stop me in my tracks. You tell me my outfit is too scandalous, but I can see the hunger in your eyes. You're jealous, step-daddy, and I love it. I saunter over, my hips swaying, and tease you mercilessly in my little outfit. Your cock grows harder with each passing second, and I can feel the wetness pooling between my legs. I'm soaking wet from teasing you, my dirty talk filling the air as I watch your bulge strain against your pants. Finally, you can't take it anymore, and I take that thick, hard cock into my mouth, gagging and loving every second of it. I suck you deep, my eyes watering with the effort, but I don't stop. I can't stop. You lay me down on the bed, your fingers and tongue working their magic on my pussy. You bring me to the brink of ecstasy, my body shaking as I cum harder than I ever have before. It's your turn now, step-daddy. You enter me, slow and deep, our bodies moving in sync as you fuck me. But I want more. I flip over, my ass in the air as I twerk on your big, thick cock. "Oh, step-daddy, it feels so good," I moan, my voice breathy and desperate. I love being your naughty girl, step-daddy. I love pleasing you. I ride you from the front, our eyes locked as I bounce on your cock, taking you deeper and deeper. You grip my hips, your fingers digging into my flesh as you lose control. I feel your cock pulse inside me as you cum, filling me with your hot, sticky seed. "Step-Daddy, did you just cum inside me?" I ask, my voice a mix of surprise and excitement. "Fuck, step-daddy, I'm not on birth control!" The realization sends a shiver of excitement down my spine. Maybe, just maybe, I'll have a little surprise for you soon…