Sucking My Step-brother

River needs Tyler to zip it about what she did last night. Tyler says fine, but he wants payment—his way, right there in her room. She smirks, slides her shorts off, and climbs onto the bed like it’s payday. Tyler pulls his shorts down; he’s already hard. River grips him with both hands, gives a quick lick, then takes him deep till her nose bumps his stomach. Gagging never stops her. Spit drips off her chin and lands on her bare tits. She pulls back, jerks him sloppy-fast, then swallows him again till her eyes water. Tyler’s hand fists her hair and sets the pace—fast, then slow, then fast again. River pulls off, laughs, and says “You gonna cum down my throat or paint my tits?” He shoves back in, thrusts hard, and shoots hot ropes straight down while she swallows every spurt like it’s dessert. When he lets go she licks the last bead off the tip, wipes her chin with her thumb, and sticks it in her mouth. “Secret safe?” she asks, voice all raspy sweetness. Tyler just nods and grins.