The schoolgirl took it in her mouth at home

Masha crept quietly into the house, her school uniform still damp from the rain outside. At seventeen, she was already a vision of womanhood, with lush curves barely contained by her white shirt and pleated skirt. Her long chestnut hair tumbled down her back in soft waves.

Sneaking past her mother’s study, Masha heard a familiar, muffled groan coming from behind the partially closed door. Her father,inovka, lay sprawled on the leather couch, necktie askew and pants pooled around his ankles. From between his legs emerged a cascade of fiery red curls belonging to Natasha, the family’s nanny. Inovka rolled his head back, moaning in ecstasy as Natasha skillfully worshipped his manhood with her mouth.

Masha paused, eyes widening at the lewd sight. She should feel scandalized, but an unbidden heat bloomed low in her belly instead. Natasha’s head bobbed up and down enthusiastically, the wet sound of her slurping filling the room. One delicate hand cradled inovka’s heavy sac, massaging his balls as the other snaked down the front of her skirt, no doubt touching herself in time with her ministrations.

“Ohhh, Natasha, yesss…” Inovka hissed through clenched teeth, one hand buried in her hair to guide her movements. Natasha hummed in response, the vibrations traveling through his shaft. He bucked his hips up, driving himself deeper into her mouth and throat. Natasha gazed up at him adoringly through the curtain of crimson locks, not losing a single beat.

Rubbing her thighs together, Masha felt her panties moistening with arousal. The scent of sex thickened the air, abuzz with lust and depravity. Her nipples tightened into aching peaks, chafing against the rough fabric of her school blouse. Quickly unbuttoning her shirt, Masha slid one hand inside her bra to cup the soft mound of her breast.

“Fuck, Natasha, I’m going to cum…” Inovka groaned, fingers tightening his grip. With a muffled squeal, Natasha took him to the hilt, nose buried in his wiry pubic hair. Her throat convulsed around his pulsing cock as spurt after spurt of thick seed jetted down her gullet. Greedily, she swallowed it all, licking every last drop from his semi-hard member until he pushed her off.

Still panting, inovka met his daughter’s glazed stare from the doorway. Masha stood frozen, idly kneading her tit through her bra. The implication hung heavy between them. Shrugging cum-streaked strands off Natasha’s face, inovka crooked a finger at Masha, beckoning her inside.