Stepsister's 7 Squirts for Christmas

Christmas is creeping up and my stepsister's giving me that look—wondering what I got her. So I hand her this tiny, dirty red-and-white lingerie set that barely counts as wrapping paper. She just grins, slides into the bathroom, and struts back out in it. That lace is see-through in all the right places, her tits practically falling out, the thong riding so high it splits her pussy lips. She spins slow, lets me drink it in, then says fair's fair. Next thing I know she's got my cock out, thick and throbbing, and she's stroking it right to the edge again and again, thumb teasing that leaky head, stopping every time I'm about to blow. My balls are tight, I'm cursing, she's laughing. Christmas morning rolls around and she still hasn't given me anything—until she climbs on, dripping, and slides down my shaft bare. I don't get wrapping paper. I get the best present a guy can ask for: her. By the end of the night she's squirting all over my cock, soaking the sheets, legs shaking while she moans my name like it's her favorite new toy. Best Christmas ever.