You Wish!

It's Halloween and Leo's chilling on the couch with some horror flicks. His stepsister Aleksa Mink won't stop talking about this stupid house party. She's dressed like some half-naked Arabian princess, lamp dangling from her hip. He knows exactly what she's after—going out to spread her legs for some random guy. Fuck. He wishes it was him. What if he could just rub that lamp? What if she'd actually grant wishes? First wish, he'd make her shove those fat tits in his face, press them together while he slides between them. Second, that ass of hers would drop right on his mouth, drag her wet pussy across his tongue until she's dripping down his chin. Third, he'd bury himself balls deep inside her, watch her bounce on him, then flip her around so he could see her cheeks jiggle every time he thrusts. Last, he'd pump his load into that forbidden cunt while she moans his name. Reality crashes back in with sticky warmth on his stomach. Aleksa stands in the doorway, mask slipped, eyes wide and disgusted as she stares at the mess and the man who made it.