Chapter 71: On your knees

HASANFuck me sideways.Why am I getting concrete hard from staring at her? She smells like porched-up sandwich and she looks so messy and unkept that not even a beggar would bury his cock in her. But I am far worse than a beggar because my cock throbs painfully against my pants. And it hurts. Fuck me, it hurts in a way that fucks with my reasoning and the hatred I have toward her.And I am fucking pissed at myself, but no more than I am at the warm water that gets to caress every nasty inch of her body. And fuck me, how she grabs her boobs, oblivious of what she does to me…“Come here,” I don’t recognise myself, but my pride won’t let me clear my throat. Except for my bulging cock, I refuse to let her see what she does to me.“What?”“Come.” I take a step toward the bathroom. “Here.” She opens her mouth to speak but I grab her hair and force her out of the bathroom.“You’re hurting me, Hasan.” She protests, but I ignore her. It’s not until we’re in the room that I release her hair. T

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Chapter 72: What do you want?

HASANI quietly chuckle to myself. Who the fuck am I kidding? “Wh-what do you want? I’ll do anything. Please.” Hearing her beg to worship my cock has got to be the best fucking sound to ever meet my ears. My cock twitches as an idea forms in my mind. She eyes me, confused and watching me as I grab a fountain pen – a pen I use to sign expensive contracts.“What are you going to do?” she whimpers.“Well, Tatiana, I’m going to do whatever I want with you and your pretty little pussy, and you’re going to enjoy it. That is my gift. Are we clear?”“Yes,” she whispers, nodding as her eyes trail me. I run the end of the fountain pen through the slick folds of her pussy, coating it in her arousal as her head falls back against the chair. I pause until her heated gaze snaps to mine.“Yes, what?”“Yes, Sir,” she cries out. A coy smile forms on my lips as I bring the fountain pen back to her pussy, continuing to slide it around her tight little hole, teasing her. She squirms as the pen’s

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Chapter 73: Why is the door locked

HASANIt’s an odd sense of pleasure knowing that five years hadn’t changed Tatiana. Knowing that I could still make her whimper and unravel with just a touch of my hand or an object.When Tatiana finally comes down from the high, she frantically grabs for the chair and the desk in search of something to hold onto, but ends up knocking a bunch of items off, including the bedside lamp I had set, but that’s not what draws my attention. A bow from the gift Althea had given me for my birthday does.Grabbing it, I quickly wrap it around her neck, not giving her the time to fight me on it. She might think I’m done playing, but I’m only getting started. Tatiana grips the back of the tiny chair and props one leg up to rest on the seat while the other stands. With the bow wrapped tightly around her pretty little neck, I grab my cock and run it up and down through her sticky wetness before sliding the tip inside her. Fuck– for a slut, she’s tight. I pause, letting her tightness choke the tip b

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All Chapters of My Hot Step Brother Wants Me: Chapter 71 - Chapter 73

Chapter 71: On your knees

Chapter 72: What do you want?

Chapter 73: Why is the door locked