Creampie O’Clock

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The morning sunlight streaming through the window cast a warm glow over the scene, but it was nothing compared to the fiery passion that burned between Sami Hayes and her stepdad. The donut, once the final straw, had been the perfect catalyst for the explosion of desire that had been building all morning.

Sami sat across from him, her eyes locked onto his, her fingers dancing across the sweet cream on the donut, leaving a trail of temptation in her wake. It was a subtle hint, a whispered promise of the things she wanted, the things she needed. And he, unable to resist the siren's call, put down the newspaper, his hands reaching out to claim her.

The white top that clung to her body was a mere facade, a thin layer of fabric that could not contain the storm of desire that raged within her. Her hands roamed over his body, her fingers tracing the contours of his chest, her nails leaving a gentle scratch on his skin. And then, she unzipped him, freeing his cock, her eyes never leaving his face.

The air was thick with tension as Sami dropped to her knees, her mouth watering in anticipation. He was hers, and she was his, and nothing else mattered. The cream on her fingers, the sweet taste of the donut, all were forgotten in the face of their desire.

He bent her over the couch, his hands reaching around her waist, his fingers digging into her skin. His cock pierced her shaved pussy, the sound of his thrusts echoing through the room, the soft filthy moans spilling out of her mouth. Her big ass shook with every thrust, her body trembling with pleasure.

And then, she was on her back, her legs open wide, her body arched towards his. The missionary position was a familiar one, but it was the way he held her, the way he looked at her, that made all the difference. She held onto him, her hands clutching his waist, her eyes never leaving his face.

The donut was forgotten, the newspaper was forgotten, all that mattered was the two of them, lost in a world of their own making. Sami slid to the floor afterward, her mouth sucking him clean, her tongue rasping over his skin. And then, she shoved those heavy tits around his shaft, her fingers stroking him between them, her eyes never leaving his face.

She climbed on, sank down onto his cock in cowgirl, her body moving in perfect harmony with his. The thrusts were fierce, the moans were louder, the cum was thicker. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin, his body shuddering with pleasure.

And then, it was over. The pulses of cum filled her pussy, exactly where she had been pointing all morning. She stayed on him, breathing hard, a small satisfied smile on her face. The newspaper was still open, a crumpled reminder of a day that had started like any other, but had ended in a blaze of passion and desire.

But for Sami, at least, her day had gone exactly the way she wanted.


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