knock knock 18+
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“I-I thought you were someone else,” I stammered, my mind scrambling for the right words.
Victoria didn’t let go. Her hand remained wrapped around my c**k, moving in slow, deliberate strokes as she arched a brow. “Someone else? Who—Sharon? Betty? Or who exactly did you expect it to be?” she teased, her voice a mixture of amusement and seduction.
I froze, caught between instinct and restraint. I reached for her hand, trying to stop her, trying to pull away from the heat she was stoking. “This is wrong,” I muttered. “Your family. I can’t…”
But she leaned in, her smile widening. “You don’t have to stress about that,” she whispered. “We’re not family.”
“What?” I blinked. “You’re adopted?”
“No,” she said flatly, her smile vanishing. “You are.”
The air seemed to thicken. Her hand finally stilled. Without another word, she stepped back and motioned for me to follow. I hesitated, then followed her down the hallway into my father’s room.
She moved like she knew exactly what she was doing. Without fumbling, she opened one of the old lockers and pulled out a stack of papers from a hidden drawer. She sifted through them in silence until her fingers stopped, pausing on a single document. She pulled it out and placed the rest back where she found them.
“Check for yourself,” Victoria said, handing me the paperwork.
I took the document from her, my hands trembling slightly. As I scanned the page, my heart sank.
It was an adoption certificate—and the name written on it was mine.
Jake.
Not a name given by the man I called my father… but by my birth mother. The same woman who had abandoned me at an orphanage.
A flood of emotions surged through me—confusion, sadness, a strange wave of relief, and a rising anger I couldn’t contain. My whole life had been built on a lie.
Victoria crouched beside the drawer, still rummaging for more documents, perhaps looking to back up her claim further. But I was no longer paying attention. I had seen enough.
The certificate was government-issued. Authentic. Undeniable.
And in that moment, everything changed.
As Victoria bent over the drawer, her short skirt lifted just enough to reveal more than she likely intended. My eyes locked onto the undeniable truth—she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
Something primal stirred in me. I stepped closer, driven by instinct more than thought.
My hand reached out, tracing the soft curve between her thighs. She gasped, startled, but didn’t pull away.
“No need to keep searching,” I murmured, placing my mouth between her thighs with my thumb rubbing on her c******s simultaneously
I didn’t give her time to adjust before lapping at her p***y like a thirsty dog, focusing more on her sensitive parts.
“Oh… that’s it… yeah… right there…” she said as she tried grabbing my head to her p***y.
“f**k… I’m Cumming…” Her legs wobbled, and she struggled to maintain her balance as water gushed out of her p***y, hitting me straight on my face and mouth.
My tongue lingered on her c******s for a few seconds before withdrawing my head from within her thighs, replacing it with my index finger, moving it in and out of her wet hole.
I quickly released my already hard c**k from my boxer shorts. I placed my c**k at the entrance of her p***y, stroking it on her vulva.
“Take me now… I want to feel that big thing inside me…” she squirmed, lifting her butt up to welcome my erect member, but I’m not done teasing her.
I inserted my c**k into her v****a, removing it almost immediately. I did this a few more times until she started begging. “Please f**k me, Jake.”
“Call me Daddy…” I leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear, fondling her large breasts with both hands while rubbing my large phallus on her mounds.
“Daddy, please f**k me…” she said, almost screaming in frustration.
I pinched her n*****s, drawing sharp gasps from her.
“I’m Cumming… I’m cummin…” another stream of bodily fluids gushed out of her p***y, lubricating my p***s as I dry humped her.
I didn’t let her rest a minute before inserting my entire length into her p***y. Her experienced p***y swallowed it whole, giving a new kind of sensation as it gripped my c**k tight.
She leaned back slightly, her breath shaky. I felt her body welcome mine. Then I began moving, slowly at first, then I increased pace as our bodies hit each other, with loud sloppy sounds.
“You own me,” she whispered, pushing her butt back to meet my thrusts.
I increased pace again and f****d her faster this time, not caring if people heard us or not. The slapping sounds echoed in the room, coupled with her muffled moans as we f****d without care.
“Slow down… gently… you’re shifting my womb.” She moaned, trying to push me away, but I clung tightly to her. I held both her hands behind her as I f****d her away, not caring about her pleas.
Though I'm inexperienced, and this is my first time f*****g a woman, but I have watched hundreds of porn movies to gain enough experience.
Noticing her shouts becoming louder, I locked both her hands with my left hand while I cupped her mouth with my right, curving her body to almost standing position as I pounded her with newfound energy.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room as we f****d like rabbits. Her moans were pleasurable to my ears. I didn't care if she was a few years older than me or not, what I cared about the most is to reach climax.
After thirty minutes of intense f*****g, I felt it coming. The veins at the base of my p***s contract, and semen rushed through my urethra.
“I'm cumming.” I warned, trying to withdraw my c**k before I exploded inside her.
Her v****a walls tightened on my p***s instead, and I cummed deep inside her.
My limp d**k slipped out of her hole, and she turned to face me, desires still glowing in her eyes as she went on her knees. She kissed my c**k and licked the semen off its tip.
My limp d**k quickly sprang to life as her tongue circled round my phallus.
I pushed her to the bed, ready to go for another round, but a gentle knock on the door sent us scrambling for cover.
“Knock knock” The person knocked again.
My heart jumped to my throat when I saw the doorknob turned, and the door slowly opened.
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