Ella Knox My Socks Off Stepdaughter Cum Dripping Pussy

Ella struts in wearing nothing but an old cropped t-shirt that stops right under her tits. Daddy’s half-turned on the couch, but his eyes flick down quick. "Vegas, Daddy, this weekend," she says, popping her gum. She drops onto the armrest, knees wide, planting one foot on the cushion so he gets a clear view of her smooth, bare pussy. Pre-cum beads at the slit because she walked in already fingering herself in the hallway. "Don’t pretend you’re busy—if you say no I’ll sit on your face until you change your mind." She slides down to straddle his lap backward, grinding that wet cunt against the swelling in his sweatpants. She keeps her shirt hiked so every bounce shows tits jiggling, hard nipples dragging over the cotton. "Just imagine—me spread on a hotel balcony at 3 a.m., no panties, letting strangers watch while I film it for you. All I need is your Amex and a promise you’ll fuck me silly the second I get back." Ella reaches back, yanks his waistband down, and plants her dripping hole right on the head of his fat cock. She slides down to the balls in one go, lets out a throaty moan. "My walls feel that thick vein pulsing? Vegas cash gets you private rides every night until checkout. Say yes and I’ll let you breed me in the airport bathroom before the flight even boards." Her hips roll harder; slick squelching fills the room with every slap. She shoves two fingers in her mouth, coats them, then reaches under to slip one into his ass while she rides him rough. "Fuck, Daddy… come quick. I need that confirmation number before the site sells out."