Magnus carries me off to the table, thankfully cleared, and he lays me down on it, pulling my legs up and apart. He spreads me wide and now it's his turn to roll his hips. His delicious strokes drive his cock so deep inside me I cry out in ecstasy. Every single thrust is more intense than the last. Faster, harder, deeper. I think the top of my head may fly off. I feel how wet my pussy is, dripping with desire for his every move. My eyes trail down to watch the cock sliding in and out of me. Goddamn, it still makes my breath catch to see just how large it is, and it's inside me! That’s the kind of shock I’ll happily welcome every damn day because oh my God does it feel eye rolling, panty dropping, and makes me shake like this is an exorcism.
The thing about fucking on a table is that there’s nothing to hold onto at times like right now when an orgasm kind of sneaks up on you. I reach out and grip the edges of the table, the pleasure almost too much to bear because I’m shaking thunderously. Tremors of pleasure overtake me and my eyes roll back in their orbits. A low, throaty moan extends for a few seconds before a full blown scream tears from my lips. It feels like a waterfall, or a damn fire hose in my pussy, the pressure of my orgasm pushing on his cock.
Magnus is slamming damn hard into me, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth and letting me know that cock is not getting shoved out just yet. He jackhammers in harder, swirling his tongue around my nipple. My back arches up higher while I grip the table for dear life and that just brings my breast more into his mouth. That makes me tremble more, until I’m practically convulsing on this table, my gorgeous former stepfather spearing me between my wide open thighs. I hear a smug laugh on my breast, my nipple tickling with a small hum of sound on my skin. Of course he’s taking great satisfaction in me falling apart like this. I mean, I rode him as long as I could, but I need what he has to offer. Hard, relentless fucking that shows me just how much he wants me. Hint, a whole hell of a lot. He’s still pumping into me just as hard and I feel his cock turning to steel encased in velvet, claiming every inch of me and ready to burst. It's his turn to be the fire hose because he’s about to blow a bucket load of cum.
“Are you gonna fill up my mouth or my pussy, Daddy?” I ask in my most innocent voice. I feel his cock twitch inside me. We’re filthy as hell, what can I say?
“First the pussy, and then you can lick up all the cum from my next orgasm,” Magnus says with a voice just totally made for sin. It sears my pussy almost as much as his cock does, making my clit flutter at just the idea.
“Then you’ll give me another kiss to taste how good we are together?” It's so wicked, but that’s what makes it so hot. We can share everything. Maybe the world isn’t so cool with the idea of us fucking, but we are so far past that. Besides, he may not know it…but his baby is already growing inside of me. If that doesn’t demand the sort of commitment that cum swapping does, I don’t know what does.
“Of course, Penny. I love tasting us in that perfect mouth of yours,” Magnus groans. “But now I’m gonna fill up that pussy first. I want to see our cum leak down your thighs,” he says with a low moan building in his throat. I feel him fire off the first huge rope of cum in my pussy, so hot inside me, and my own orgasm fires off with his.
He’s serious about the cum leaking from my defiled pussy. And right on the table. I may have to lick that up later, just to see the look on his face when I do it. Well, not just that. I'm so deeply satisfied to have a man who can make me come undone around his cock, taste our cum together, and who challenges me to cum harder than I've ever cum before each time he even breathes around my pussy. Seriously, there should be a warning on this man; the way that he fucks me is damn near hazardous to my health! My heart is pounding so hard in my chest I think I might actually be able to hear it. My orgasm gushes my own cream down my thighs, I see it dripping down Magnus’s balls as he keeps slamming into me. We make quite a mess together, and I love every second of it.
Magnus slams so hard into me that I could forget my name. His cock is erupting hot cum deep in my pussy still and I’m shivering all around him. The wet sound of him slamming into me is so erotic that I lick my lips just hearing it.
“Oh God!” I cry out with his next thrust. “Your cock fills me up so good, Daddy.” I’m whimpering now, he’s slamming into me so hard. I crave every second of the hard way he fucks. Magnus only fucks harder while he cums. His cock rockets inside me and stays hard as titanium and he keeps going. Boys my age are just that — boys — compared to how my step Daddy fucks. His cock is basically magic. Cinderella can keep the slippers because I’m a lot happier with Magnus’s cock and how it fits so perfectly inside me. I mean, I like shoes as much as the next girl, but a magic cock is so much more charming and princely.