My parents are divorcing, and the atmosphere back home is hellish, endless fights, not really bad ones, but still... I'm just tired to hear their endless discussions, the blaming, with the hope that it will get better. A broken relationship is often broken forever, and my hope only worsens it for me, they're gonna fight and insult each other until the divorce puts a final end to it and that's that, I can't do anything anymore about it. What I've already done is enough. I didn't want to be in that environment for long, so I asked my friend Jolene if I can't spend a couple of days at her place. She lives with her father, asked him about it, and here I am, in a calm, friendly environment, far from them and from my step-daddy. Jolene's father is a quite young fella, he doesn't have a wife and it's just a pleasure to be around him, he treats me just as nice as my own step-daddy once treated me. Before the deluge. Before hell broke open, with fire raining on both our heads, and by fire I mean the unceasing anger of my mother, the nagging, the blame. I know, I know, I shouldn't blame myself for what happened between them, their family, their problem, isn't that so? I heard this is common in such situations, the parents fight and the offspring feels guilty, I blame myself a lot. I had such a good relationship with my step-daddy, while I didn't like my mother and the feeling was quite mutual, but with him... even if he wasn't my biological father, we liked each other a lot. He taught me things, we would discuss hours and hours and not get bored, watch films together, spend quality time. I guess that is over too. He wouldn't talk to me now. Not after what happened. Not after what my mother saw. But let's get back to present. I feel something quite familiar about Jolene's father. We get along really, really good. Maybe better than he gets along with his own daughter, and even better when she's not home. He looks at me in a way I can't ignore. I want him to think about me. Maybe he does, maybe he's imagining stuff, stuff that could happen if I wasn't his daughter's best friend, or if I was around his age. He's prudish around me, but I can feel that he has some thoughts he's afraid of. What, I have experience with this kind of stuff. I don't like boys my age, they're too immature and stupid and they don't yet know how to fuck. He's so handsome, and I think he has a big cock. If I do something about it, will he kick me out? Possibly... Jolene will surely be upset. Fuck Jolene, he's literally making me wet every time we spend time together. Tonight I'm going to sneak into his room. I don't even care anymore about the consequences. I can hear something... I think he's rubbing his cock, this is just perfect. Men are more willing to engage in such a thing when they have a hard-on, they just don't think straight. I'm in all fours, sneaking in, trying to be quiet and watch. Yes! I was right, he's got a giant cock, so beautiful, and he's rubbing it. Maybe he's thinking of me? He heard me. I'm near him and I touched his arm by mistake. He's anxious about my presence, but I won't leave, no, not now, it's my only chance! I love daddies, they're so manly, and protective, and sexy! I got near him, on the bed and I kissed him. I slipped my hand down there and I grabbed his cock. He can't reconsider now! I rub him, got my tits out so he can kiss them. I repeatedly noticed the way he looks at them, he can't refuse! And he didn't. I told him my secret. I am the reason my parents split up. I am the Jezebel. But I am not a teller, the shrew caught us in the act. It was not sex, but we were doing a lot of things, I said to him and I took him in my wet mouth. I never had sex, but I like to please, I added, sucking him with endless lust. He couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe it either, such a pleasure, such a dirty hot thing. My deepest fantasy. His most forbidden one. We did a titjob, with that cock wet and full of slobber from the deepthroat. I deepthroated him a lot! Then I took it between my huge boobies that he loves so much. He fucked 'em like there was no tomorrow. Feeling his wet, hard cock on my chest, his pumps got me really wet, dripping wet. Yet I didn't want to do it, not now, let him root for it, let him desire me like he never desired, let him want me, all the time and at all times. Let there be feelings! He is my new daddy. He came, in between my boobs, his penis buried in them, hugged by them, his cum exploded all over my neck, hot, white, raw and pure. Pure sin, pure pleasure. What a nice daddy he is, to give me such a pearl necklace! It tasted like a smoothie! Keywords: amedee-vause, amedeevause, taboo, step-daddy, roleplay, cleavage, dress, fantasy, big-tits, big-natural-tits, big-boobs, boobs, tit-play, handjob, blowjob, deepthroat, harcore-deepthroat, POV-blowjob, sloppy-blowjob, spitting, titjob, titty-fuck, hands-free-cumshot, titjob-cumshot, titty-creampie, cum-between-tits, 60fps, FHD.