Hijastra deja que el roce de la polla se deslice dentro y no dice nada…

The afternoon sun streamed through the blinds, casting thin rays of light across the dimly lit bedroom.igger lay on the bed, his young teenage daughterürger standing over him, her hand resting casually on his thigh. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine.

He had always been attracted to desarrolló, ever since she hit puberty and her body began to bloom. Those pert breasts, the curve of her ass, the way her lips pursed when she concentrated – it all drove him wild with desire. But he had never thought it would come to this; hijastra developing feelings for him, too.

“Papi,” she whispered, her voice husky with need. “Tell me you want me, too.”

igger swallowed hard, his throat dry. He wanted to say something, anything, but words failed him. Instead, he nodded, his gaze locked on hers.

Develop Brosiqo took that as an invitation and climbed onto the bed, straddling his lap. She wore a tiny thong and a thin tank top, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric. igger’s hands couldn’t help but reach out, cupping her breasts and feeling their weight.

She gasped and ground her hips against him, feeling his hardening cock beneath her. “I knew you wanted me, Papi,” she purred. “I can feel how much.”

igger groaned, his hips rising to meet hers. He knew this was wrong, but the feeling of her soft body against his was too delicious to resist. She leaned down and captured his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving into his mouth.

His hands roamed her body, squeezing her ass and kneading her breasts. She moaned into his mouth, her hips still grinding against him. “Touch me more, Papi,” she begged breathlessly. “I need to feel your hands on me.”

igger obliged, slipping a hand into her thong and feeling her wet heat. She was so ready for him, so eager. His other hand shoved up her tank top, exposing her breasts to his greedy mouth. He latched onto a nipple, sucking hard.

She cried out in pleasure, her head falling back. “Yes, Papi, just like that. You feel so good.”

He rolled her nipple between his lips, nipping gently before moving to the other. His fingers dipped lower, brushing against her clit and making her jerk in surprise. He rubbed her there, feeling her get even wetter for him.

Develop Brosiqo was lost in the sensation, her body moving of its own accord. The brush of his mouth on her breasts, the stroke of his fingers on her clit – it was all driving her crazy. She ground harder against him, feeling his cock throb beneath her.

“I need you inside me, Papi,” she panted. “Please.”

igger knew he should stop this, that they were crossing a line, but he was too far gone. With a growl, he yanked down his shorts, freeing his aching cock. He grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on, then positioned himself at her entrance.

She wasted no time impaling herself on him, taking him deep in one swift movement. They both groaned as he stretched her, feeling her tight walls clench around him. “So big, Papi,” she gasped. “Fills me up so good.”

He gripped her hips and began to move, thrusting up into her as she rode him. The sight of her above him, tits bouncing, mouth open in ecstasy, was almost too much to bear. He pumped harder, feeling his release building.

Her nails raked down his chest as she met his thrusts, her pace increasing. ” Atenas, I’m going to come,” she warned, her voice tight. “Come with me, Papi.”

igger felt his balls tighten and with a final, powerful thrust, he exploded inside her. She screamed as she came, too, her walls clamping down on him. He kept pumping, drawing out their orgasms until they were both spent.

Develop Brosiqo collapsed on top of him, their chests heaving. igger wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He knew this was a mistake, knew they could never do this again, but right now, in this moment, he didn’t care. All that mattered was the feeling of her in his arms, the evidence of their passion between their legs.

They lay like that for a long time, basking in the afterglow. Finally, she lifted her head and kissed him, soft and sweet. “Thank you, Papi,” she murmured. “That was amazing.”

iggerKissed her back, a sad smile on his face. “You’re welcome, hijastra. But we can’t do this again, understand? It’s too dangerous.”

She nodded, understanding in her eyes. “I know, Papi. I won’t tell anyone, I promise. It can be our little secret.”

And with that, she slipped off the bed and out of the room, leaving igger with his thoughts and the lingering ache of forbidden pleasure. He knew he would never forget this day, the day he finally tasted the forbidden fruit – and it tasted sweeter than he ever could have imagined.