Jane Wilde's tiny frame shakes with anticipation as she straddles her stepfather's lap, her schoolgirl skirt riding up to reveal her damp panties. Ike Diezel, still groggy from sleep, can't help but respond to her touch as she grinds against him. He reaches up, his hands cupping her small, perky breasts through her uniform blouse, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples. Jane moans, her head thrown back, as she guides his hand down to her soaking wet pussy, eager for him to fill her with his throbbing cock.