Debbie’s Step Dad
Debbie knelt on the sea green carpet beside the bed, butterflying her pink tongue across the engorged head of her stepfather’s erect cock. She began a rapid movement of her tongue against the small opening of Carl’s urethra, causing his breath to come faster. He was at the verge edge of orgasm. She withdrew her tongue and smiled lasciviously up at her handsome stepfather. At thirty, he’s really too young for Mom, she thought. Besides, Mom’s always at work. A tremor passed over her slim, teenage body as she thought about last Saturday, when Carl had eaten her pussy for the first time. God, it was good! She hoped he’d do it to her again today. Mom wouldn’t be home until five, and it wasn’t even lunchtime yet. The two of them had plenty of …