Homewrecker Sister-In-Law
You showed up to help me (your wife's step-sister) move into my new place—setting up WiFi, hanging shelves, being the reliable husband your wife brags about. But I have noticed. While you've been loyal and devoted, I have been plotting. I tried everything, tight leggings bent over in front of you, "accidentally" hopping out of the shower when you're nearby, even wearing flip flops because your wife mentioned your love for feet. But you never looked. Your loyalty only makes me want you more. When teasing fails, I get aggressive. Fully nude and refusing to let you look away, I take what I want, stroking you, tasting you, then wrapping my soles around your cock until you're throbbing. I make you admit my feet are the hottest you've ever felt. Missionary with my feet pressed against your chest, your throbbing cock feels so good inside me, exactly why my step-sister loves you. Then comes the confession: I am not on birth control. I want you to risk it all, fill me with your cum and give me what my step-sister wants first. Begging, demanding, until you break