ChannelVirtual Taboo
Murka VR had meant to greet her stepdad with a salad when he walked through the door. Instead she got lost in a cake and forgot the bowl sitting on the counter. When he came home she didn’t bother with a long apology. She asked him to help her finish it – and then chose a dressing method that had nothing to do with a spoon. She pulled her white top down, uncapped the olive oil, and poured it over her big tits. The gold liquid ran down her skin and dripped into the salad leaves below. Her stepdad stared for only a second before his hands were on her, squeezing and massaging the slick flesh,… spreading the oil while Murka watched his face change. She reached into his pants and started stroking him, then dropped to her knees and took his thick cock into her mouth, sucking him with oil still shining on her chest. He bent her over the table and pushed into her smooth shaved pussy from behind, fucking her doggy-style against the wood while she moaned into her arms, pigtails falling forward. He turned her onto her back right there and took her in missionary, his hands back on her oily tits, gripping them with every deep thrust. After a while she slid to the floor, sucked him clean, then pressed those same soft breasts around his shaft and stroked him between them until he was glistening. Murka climbed on top, sank down onto his cock in cowgirl, and rode with rolling hips, oil and sweat mixing on her skin. When he was close he pulled her off, pushed her to her knees, and came across her face – thick ropes of cum landing on her lips, cheeks, and the upper curve of her tits. She stayed there breathing hard, a small satisfied smile on her face. The salad was still a mess. At least one of them had gotten her protein.
