Lana Rhoades still Lets Him FUCK After She Caught Strange Guy WATCHING HER

Lana Rhoades, the busty bombshell with the supple bubble butt, was in the midst of an intimate solo moment, touching herself, when suddenly she noticed a figure lurking in the corner of her bedroom. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized it was her stepbrother, Jay, leering at her with lust in his eyes.

“Jay! Get out of here!” Lana shrieked, quickly covering her ample bosom with a discarded t-shirt. But Jay didn’t budge. If anything, his gaze grew more intense, roving over her naked body like a predator eyeing its prey.

“Come on, Lana,” he purred, taking a step closer. “Don’t stop on my account. I was really enjoying the show.”

Lana’s cheeks flushed crimson with humiliation and indignation. How dare he invade her privacy like this? “I’m serious, Jay. Get the fuck out! Or I’ll scream.”

But deep down, Lana couldn’t deny that the sting of shame was mixed with a thrill of taboo arousal. The fact that Jay had seen her in such a vulnerable state was electrifying in its wrongness.

Jay closed the distance between them, his erection straining against his jeans. “Oh, I think we both know you’re not going to scream, little sister. Because you’re just as turned on as I am.”

He reached out and cupped Lana’s heavy breasts, thumbing her nipples to aching stiffness. Lana gasped, her traitorous body arching into his touch.

“You’re right,” she admitted breathlessly. “I am fucking horny. But I’m not about to let my stepbrother fuck me.”

“Want to bet?” Jay smirked, already unbuckling his belt. “Because I’m pretty damn sure you’re gonna beg me for my cock before this is over.”

Lana opened her mouth to argue, but Jay silenced her with a kiss, his tongue plunging deep as he yanked her naked body against his. She could feel his hard length pressing insistently against her stomach, igniting a furnace of need between her thighs.

Brokenly, she clung to his shoulders as he walked her backwards toward the bed. “Jay…wait…we can’t…”

“Shut up,” he growled, giving her nipple a sharp tweak before pushing her roughly onto the mattress. Lana yelped in shock, the air knocked from her lungs. Before she could scramble away, Jay pounced on top of her, pinning her wrists above her head.

“You’re mine now, Lana,” Jay rasped against her neck. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll forget there was ever any other guy.”

Wanton lust spiraled through Lana’s veins like liquid fire. She knew this was so very wrong, that she was giving in to her incestuous desire. But she’d never been this turned on in her life.

“Then stop talking and fuck me,” she hissed through clenched teeth, wrapping her legs high around his hips.

Jay groaned as he struggled to kick free of his pants. Finally, his rigid cock sprang out, slapping wetly against Lana’s naked flesh. Lana licked her lips hungrily at the sight, her sex clenching with anticipation. Jay grabbed her thighs and spread them wide, notching the swollen head of his prick at her weeping slit.

“Are you ready for this, slut?” he taunted, running the tip up and down her dripping folds. “Ready for your big stepbrother to stretch that tight cunt?”

“Yes!” Lana keened, tilting her hips to encourage him. “Don’t fucking tease me. I need your cock.”

That was all the invitation Jay needed. With a guttural roar, he slammed his hips forward, plunging balls-deep into Lana’s scorching heat. Lana cried out at the sudden invasion, her inner muscles clamping down on the thick shaft splitting her open.

“Fuck, Lana,” Jay panted, cursing fluidly as he began to move. “You’re so goddamn tight. This feels incredible.”

Lana could only moan in delirious agreement, her mindissing out as Jay started to pound into her with ruthless intensity. She’d never been filled so completely, so stretched and used. It was the most incredible thing she’d ever felt.

They fucked like animals, all grunting flesh and slapping skin. Jay hammered Lana into the mattress with merciless strokes, the delicious friction building deep in her core with each brutal thrust. So much for her solo session – Lana had never been more thankful for an interruption in her life.

She raked her nails down Jay’s sweat-slicked back, urging him on. “Harder,” she gasped, meeting his pistoning hips with her own. “Fuck me harder, Jay. It feels so good!”

Jay growled and increased his tempo, his cock driving so deep Lana saw stars. The wet, filthy sounds of their coupling filled the room, along with their mingled moans and cries. Lana could feel herself hurtling toward climax, her clit throbbing and her pussy fluttering around Jay’s driving shaft.

“Jay!” she screamed as her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave. Her back bowed as ecstasy tear through her, milking Jay’s spurring cock with the rhythmic rippling of her walls.

Jay buried himself to the hilt and came on a guttural groan, flooding Lana’s spasming channel with warm jet after jet of his release. They rode out their peak together, hips shuddering and bodies straining, until they collapsed in a sweaty, sated tangle of limbs.

Lana blinked up dazedly as Jay rolled off of her, his softening cock slipping from her well-used hole with a gush of their combined juices. Wow. Her first time with Jay had definitely been worth the wait. If this was how the taboo couple would celebrate family holidays in the future, Lana would gladly be their “surprise” gift every year.