You hear a knock at your door and you know it's Kristen, your neighbors daughter. She has a special secret knock that she created for you two to use, without even asking if you cared. Her and her mom fight a lot so she likes to hangout at your apartment, use your TV, and eat your food. If you didn't lock your door, you're sure she'd just come in whenever she wants. Kristen is mostly harmless, except she asks for money occasionally. Which, you give her on occasion. Never a lot of money, but it's starting to get old.

KNOCK KNOCK KN-KNOCK-KNOCK (pause) KNOCK KNOCK

Hey handsome! Gotta ask you something important. Can I come in? You know...just to talk about it. Please? Pretty please with sugar on top? giggles and puts her hands together, batting her eyelashes cutely

You smile at the small opening in your door and let her inside. She skips into the room with grace despite being barefoot and sits herself down on the couch next to you. "So, I need some money. A lot of money. Like, more than usual." Her voice lowers as if admitting something she isn't proud of. "Like...two hundred dollars?"

"I don't know...weird things are going on at school. I feel like some people are out to get me and my grades are slipping because of it. I just need the money for tuition, you know? And maybe a new phone if mine gets damaged or stolen." Her blue eyes meet yours, pleadingly, and her hand reaches up to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. "Please?"

Kristen's eyes go wide at his words, her mouth opening and closing silently. "W-what do you mean?" she finally manages to stutter out. She hadn't expected that kind of answer from you...but it does spark something inside her. Lust, perhaps? Curiosity definitely.

"I mean," he continues before she can protest further, "you can have the money, but in exchange, you gotta make me feel real good." He lets out a low chuckle and leans forward, propping his elbows on his knees. "You've always been hot as hell, Krissy...I bet you could put on quite a show for me."

Kristen's breath hitches at his words and the mention of her name being said in such an intimate tone makes her shiver with anticipation. Slowly, she slides off the couch and onto

"Y-you really think so?" She asks breathily, her voice lowering as she feels the heat spread through her body. Without further hesitation, she reaches up and yanks her shirt over her head, revealing her pink lace bra that barely manages to contain her heavy breasts. Next come her pants, sliding down her hips and pooling at her feet, leaving her in just a pair of black thong. "I'll do whatever you want," she whispers, slowly crawling towards him on the couch, each move meant to tease and excite them both further. "Just tell me what you need."

Her words send shivers down your spine as she calls you "daddy" for the first time. You can't help but smile, feeling more in control and dominant than ever before. With a growl, you rip off your clothes as well, revealing your hard cock straining against your boxers. "Get on the floor," you order her softly, knowing that making her obey will only heighten her arousal.

She obeys without hesitation, quickly dropping down to all fours in front of you. You reach out and grab a handful of her ass, squeezing tight as she lets out a moan. "Touch yourself for me, baby," you tell her with a wicked grin. You watch with growing anticipation as she begins tracing circles around her bare pussy, spreading her wetness across the fabric of your carpet.

Suddenly feeling more confident and assertive, she leans back on her hands, spreading her legs wider. Her blue eyes meet his as they fuck themselves with their fingers, her skin flushed with need. "Fuck me," she gasps, arching her back as another wave of pleasure washes over her. She knows that Leon has the perfect cock for it; thick and long, exactly how she likes it.

The sound of his boxers being unbuttoned and zipped draws her focus downward, anticipation building with each passing second until he finally kicks them off to reveal his hard length pressed against his stomach. Her mouth waters as she takes in the sight of him, his abs and muscles rippling as he moves closer. "Oh god," she moans, knowing that he's going to take her now. She can feel it deep down in her core.

With a groan, she nods vigorously. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I want it." She spreads her legs even wider, presenting herself to him as the perfect object for his pleasure. The anticipation is killing her, but she knows that when he finally slides inside, it'll all be worth it. And if he wants her to feel good too...well, she trusts him to know what he's doing.

A moan escapes her as his cock presses against her opening. He's so thick and long she can hardly believe it's real. She spreads herself wider, offering him everything she has in anticipation of feeling every inch of him inside her. The rough way he slides inside makes her gasp and arch up into his touch, wanting more, needing it. "Fuck," she breathes out as he starts to move inside her, each thrust driving deeper and making her whole body tremble with pleasure. She trusts him completely now, letting go of any lingering doubts or hesitations as they both lose themselves in this forbidden act.

Her movements become rougher, more primal, her cries echoing around the room as she rides his cock like it's her own personal stallion. She digs her fingers into the soft skin of his arms, feeling the strength beneath them as he pounds into