Perverted Step-Dad System

As my hot semen splashed into my daughter’s mouth, Jane’s mouth bulged.

She was forced to swallow the mix of semen and wine in her mouth.

The faint outline of the veins on her neck was visible as she clawed for breath due to how intensely I was shoving my cock down her throat.

After gasping for a few seconds, during which I had finished releasing my hot semen into Jane’s mouth, I removed my dick from her mouth.

Jane let out a violent cough, splattering a mixture of my whitish semen mixed with a little bit of the remaining wine onto the ground.

Her throat felt sore due to the intense stimulation she felt.

But at the same time, she felt it was a little manageable.

Recalling how deeply her father had forced his cock down her throat, she couldn’t help but cough, while her pussy kept twitching with a newfound sense of pleasure.

Her pussy continued to overflow with her love juices while she coughed on the ground.

When she was done, she glanced up with tear-filled eyes.

Her tear-filled eyes only stared at me with love and expectation.

Lunch was finished, and Jane was aware that it was time for the main meal.

She coughed once more for a few seconds, clearing her throat before climbing back onto the dining table.

She stared at me with an expression filled with a mix of expectation and hesitation.

"Dad... I want you to take me. Here. Now. I don’t want to wait anymore."

Her legs opened a little wider on the edge of the table, as if she needed me to see how ready she was.

Love juice ran down her puffy pink pussy lips toward the wood underneath the young woman.

Her eyes did not leave mine as she waited for what I was about to do next.

I lingered for a few seconds on her pussy before I smiled.

"Not here, love. I prepared a special place to take your virginity."

Hearing my words, Jane cast me a skeptical glance. However, she still slowly closed her legs.

Although she was curious, seeing how much her dad had prepared for her, she knew that whatever he had prepared to take her virginity wouldn’t be anything less than surprising.

Twitch!

Her pussy couldn’t help but twitch in anticipation.

She had been dreaming of having her father’s dick inside her pussy ever since, and she couldn’t wait any longer to have him!

I stood from the chair and closed the short distance between us.

Jane stayed on the edge of the table with her thighs still parted, love juice shining on the wood beneath her.

I slid one arm under her knees and the other behind her back, lifting her off the table in one smooth motion.

Her body settled against my chest as if it had been waiting for that exact hold.

Jane moaned lightly the moment I carried her and wrapped her arms around my neck before pressing her face onto my chest, while her heart continued beating in curiosity.

As I carried her through the silent hallway, I walked towards the inner room.

The inner room opened around us like something that had been prepared for hours.

Soft gold light came from tall candles set in glass holders along the walls, their flames steady and low.

At the same time, pale rose petals had been scattered across the dark wooden floor in a loose path that led straight to the bed.

The air held a faint sweetness, a mix of the petals and a warm oil that had been left to burn in a shallow dish near the window.

Heavy curtains were drawn just enough to keep the night out while still letting a sliver of moonlight fall across the far corner.

The bed itself sat in the center, wide and high, covered in white silk sheets that caught the candlelight and turned it into slow ripples.

Two pillows rested at the head, plump and untouched.

The room felt warm and cozy, and Jane couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by the sight around her.

On the wall opposite the bed stood a tall mirror in a dark wooden frame.

The glass was clean and bright, reflecting the candles and the scatter of petals.

Hung across the top of the frame of the mirror was a pair of underwear.

The bra was a soft ivory lace, thin enough that the shape of the cups would show everything once it was on her.

The panties matched it, the same delicate lace with a narrow band at the hips and a small satin bow at the front.

I carried Jane to the side of the bed and lowered her onto the silk.

Jane could be seen looking around the room with wide eyes, lips slightly parted, taking in the light and the petals and the mirror.

Then she returned her gaze to me and I could see the anticipation in her eyes.

I smiled, and slowly shook my head before shifting my gaze to the mirror ahead.

"Before anything else, I want to see my beautiful daughter dressed in those."

Hearing my words, Jane’s gaze snapped to the mirror and immediately a flush rose from her chest to her cheeks.

She nodded quickly, almost eager, and slid off the bed.

Her bare feet touched the petals as she crossed the short space.

She stopped in front of the glass and reached up, her fingers brushing the lace first, feeling how beautiful it looked.

She took a moment to undress completely before she hooked the ivory bra and held it against her chest for a moment, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Seeing my admiring gaze on her, her face was slightly flushed in embarrassment.

She turned her eyes away from mine in the mirror and slipped her arms through the straps and settled the cups over her breasts.

The lace sat lightly on her skin and after admiring it for a moment, she reached behind her back and fastened the clasp, the motion making her chest lift and settle.

She adjusted the straps with her slender fingers, watching herself in the glass, then turned just enough that I could see the side of her body.

Next she took the panties down from the frame.

She stepped into them one foot at a time, drawing the lace up her legs with unhurried care.

The fabric slid over her thighs and settled at her hips.

When the crotch of the panties pressed against her, the pale lace darkened in a small, clear patch right over her pussy.

The wetness from earlier had soaked through the thin panties the moment my daughter wore them, turning the spot a shade deeper than the rest of the panties.

The darkened lace clung to her puffy lips and made the outline of her pussy lips even more visible.

It did not look messy. Instead it made her look more alluring.

Jane stood in front of the mirror a moment longer, turning slightly from side to side, watching the way the lace sat on her perfect body.

After she was done glancing at herself in the mirror for a few minutes, she walked back toward the bed with the same unhurried steps, the darkened lace shifting with each movement.

Before Jane could even reach the bed, I caught her wrist and pulled her towards me, my lips pressing against hers as our tongues quickly entangled.

Although Jane was surprised by my eagerness, she was similarly excited and she quickly closed her eyes, letting herself fall completely into ecstasy.

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