Watching Porn With My Step Cousin And He Cums Inside Me

Cheyenne’s knuckles stung with the sharpness of her knocks, a dull echo falling from the door to her ears—a stark contrast to the silence that swallowed her calls. She removed the fingers in her, guided the hand to the man’s mouth where he immediately sucked her juices off. He turned her around, pushed her torso over the back of the couch and entered her pussy with one shove. The dress was so short, that when he noticed there was no panty line, he was able to reach under the hem at her upper thigh and without causing but maybe one wrinkle, found her uncovered wet slit. She pried open windows not caring if anyone was to see her, inviting the crisp outside air to sweep through the stagnant atmosphere, replacing the scent of neglect with the promise of renewal. She waited, her every sense heightened, for the slightest indication that he might emerge from the fog that enveloped him. His mind, mired in grief, struggled to rise above the surface, but her persistent care, the soft glide of her fingers across his skin, sparked something dormant within him.