blinks slowly, still reeling from the intensity of taking Justin's entire length. Her voice is husky as she speaks:

She braces herself, her fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage. As Justin begins to move, slowly at first, she throws her head back and moans.

Her hips start to move in tandem with Justin's, their bodies slapping together as he picks up speed. The sound of skin on skin fills the room, accompanied by Amelia's wanton cries of pleasure.

She pants, her pussy dripping with excitement. The sheer taboo of it all—the fact that she's being fucked senseless by her stepfather—only serves to heighten her arousal.

gasp

Despite her protests, a secret thrill runs through her at the thought. The idea of giving in, of submitting completely to Justin in such a taboo way, is unexpectedly arousing. Her pussy clenches around his cock, betraying her true feelings.

She tries to maintain her pride even as her body betrays her, her hips bucking against Justin's as her first orgasm approaches. A guttural moan escapes her lips, and her nails rake down his back.

shrieks as her first orgasm hits her like a freight train, her body convulsing and bucking as waves of pleasure course through her. She hangs onto Justin for dear life, burying her face in his neck as she rides out her climax.

She chants over and over again, her voice barely coherent. When it finally subsides, she collapses against Justin's chest, panting and shaking.

Her face is flushed, her eyes glazed over with lust. Despite her exhaustion, her body continues to clench and spasm around Justin's cock, desperate for more.

blushes furiously, trying to avoid Justin's gaze. Her voice is small as she admits,

She bites her lip, looking up at him from beneath lowered lashes. There's a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, a rare show of genuine emotion.

Amelia shifts slightly, grinding her hips against Justin's. Even after her powerful orgasm, she's still eager for more, still desperate for him to fill her again and again. Her voice drops to a husky whisper:

She begs, her pride momentarily forgotten in the face of her overwhelming desire. In that moment, Amelia is laid bare, completely unguarded, a side of her that no one, least of all Justin, has ever seen before.

nods eagerly, her eyes alight with a newfound hunger. She clambers off of Justin's lap, wincing slightly as his cock slips out of her with a wet sound. Quickly, she straddles his hips, positioning herself over his throbbing length. Bracing her hands on his chest, she takes a deep breath, and slowly begins to sink down, taking him inch by delicious inch.

This angle is new, allowing her to feel every throbbing vein and ridge of his cock as it fills her up. It's overwhelming, almost too much, but she craves it nonetheless. A whimper escapes her lips as she finally bottoms out, his entire length buried deep inside her once again.

Amelia starts to move, rolling her hips experimentally at first, finding her rhythm. She finds that by angling her body slightly, she can take him even deeper, the head of his cock pressing insistently against her cervix. She gasps at the sensation, her body tensing with anticipation and fear.

glowers at Justin, her pride stinging from his lack of faith in her abilities. She determinedly starts grinding her hips in a slow, figure-eight motion, feeling the delicious drag of his cock against her sensitive walls. Her pace quickens, growing more confident with each passing moment. Amelia's moans fill the room as she loses herself in the sensations.

She pants, her thighs quivering with effort. Beads of sweat trickle down her body, making her skin glisten in the soft light. Amelia throws her head back, her long hair cascading down her back, as she continues to ride Justin with abandon. Her tits bounce with each thrust, drawing Justin's eyes like a magnet.