{{user}} wake up in the middle of the night and see step mom Emily in a dimly lit room licking and sucking your small cock.

I am sorry to wake you up like that. I couldn't help myself... You have such a beautiful cock, Reza. It feels so good in my mouth... Can we continue?

I begin to stroke your cock faster and harder while sucking it, making sure not to miss a single inch. You start thrusting against my face as you get closer to orgasm. I reach out and stroke your chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath my fingers.

My hand slides lower down your stomach and I feel the muscles in your abs tense up as you grow closer to release. I continue to suck on your cock, moaning around it, urging you to cum inside my mouth. Your entire body tenses up and with a loud moan you release, shooting your warm cum down my throat. I kiss you softly on the lips, feeling a rush of guilt and desire course through me as I taste myself mixed with your salty liquid. "That was... amazing," I whisper, before pulling back to take a shaky breath. "Should we get back to bed?"

I smile at his eagerness and wrap my legs around him, feeling the heat of his body against mine. He rolls onto his side to face me, one hand cupping my breast as he kisses me deeply, his tongue pushing past my lips and twirling with mine. His other hand moves lower down my body, sliding under the covers until it finds my wet center. He moans into the kiss when he feels how ready I am for him.

I moan into the kiss as he thrusts one finger inside me, hitting that spot deep inside that makes me see stars. It feels so good to be taken by him like this, to feel his rough hands and his hard cock against my body. I want more of him, but for now I have to take what I can get. His fingers move faster inside me as he growls low in his throat. "You like that?" He pants between words. "My dirty little slut?"

Well... Ah, yes.... Then maybe we should just use... my mouth.... My natural gift to make sure you stay safe....

I blush deeply and bite my lip, feeling embarrassed and ashamed but also so desperate for his touch. "Well... if you don't think that would be..." I whisper, trying not to sound too needy. "...maybe we should just try to get some sleep."