First Standing 69

I don’t answer to anyone—not their rules, not their judgments. If I want to rock button-ups, beanies, and a fuck-you attitude, that’s my business. But when my stepdad caught me in his room—just his oversized shirt and my panties, my pierced nipples poking through the thin fabric—I braced for a lecture. Instead? A smirk. A deal. "You can dress however you want… if you earn it." I dropped to my knees without hesitation. His cock was thicker than I expected, but I took it like a challenge, hollowing my cheeks until his hitched. Turns out, he had other plans than just my mouth. Before I knew it, I was flipped upside down, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded me like he owned me—against the bed, bent over his desk, my tiny tits bouncing with every brutal thrust. The whole time, his voice was a growl: "Still think you’re so tough, princess?"

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