Dad's Slutty Girlfriend

Dakota James lounges at her father’s house, already smirking at the stunt she’s about to pull. She knows Lola Foxx is downstairs and, more importantly, that Lola eats pussy like someone paid to do it well. When Dakota wanders in she catches the older woman riding her own fingers, tits out, ass up. One look is all it takes. Lola folds—kneels, spreads Dakota open on the bed, and devours her like she’s starving. The camera catches every slick sound, every wet stroke of Lola’s tongue over swollen folds, every impatient thrust of her mouth as she sucks Dakota’s clit like an apology she refuses to say out loud. Dakota keeps her legs wide and the lens steady, recording the way Lola’s lips glisten, the way her jaw works, the way she hums against dripping cunt like it’s the only meal she needs. After Dakota comes—hard, gasping, hips bucking into Lola’s face—she saves the file with a wicked grin and an empty promise. Just pinky-swear silence about Dad, then straight to upload. She can already picture the comments, the thumbs-up, the echo of mortified silence when Lola finds the footage under her own stage name.