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She leaned forward, her hair falling over her shoulders.Angel leaned forward, her long hair brushing against my thighs like silk. She looked at the tip of my cock as if she were inspecting a rare gem. I could hear her heart beating against her ribs. I reached out, my fingers tangling into her hair, guiding her closer. I was done being the "good" stepfather."Go on, Angel," I whispered, with a voice that was clouded with my own pleasure and mischief. "You said you wanted to know the difference. You wanted to see the end of the lesson. This is how it ends."She hesitated for only a second. Then, she opened her mouth. I watched, my vision blurring with heat, as her pink tongue darted out. She just touched the very tip of me at first, a light, testing lick."It’s salty," she whispered, sounding surprised. "And it’s so smooth. It’s not like skin anywhere else.""That’s because it’s sensitive," I groaned, my hips giving a small, hungry jerk. "It feels everything, Angel. Every time your ton

The word hit me like a physical blow. Hearing that word come out of her mouth—the girl I had watched grow up—made my stomach flip."Yes... yes... Daddy. Please... more... just more... don't stop licking my clit, Daddy... oooh, yes... ohh... just like that," she pleaded, her hand reaching down to grab my head and pull me back to her.I stayed buried in her, my tongue working with a rhythmic, heavy pressure that I knew she couldn't handle for long. Angel’s body was a live wire, sparking and twitching under my touch. Her moans had turned into high-pitched, broken wails that echoed around my bedroom—my matrimonial bedroom."Daddy! I’m—I’m going to—something is—!"She didn't finish the sentence. Her entire body went rigid, her toes curling into the bedsheets as she hit the peak. I felt her muscles clamp down; I knew that the lesson had hit home.“Ohhhhhhhhh……”She let out one last, long cry before collapsing back into the pillows, her breath coming in heavy, desperate heaves. I sat back on

Dinner was the most intense hour of my life. I sat at the head of the table, my hands slightly shaking with guilt as I cut into my steak. Across from me sat Elena, looking refreshed from her trip, and to my right was Angel. She had showered and changed into a fresh sundress, but to me, she still smelled like the afternoon we had just shared."So…" Elena started, sipping her wine. "How were things while I was gone? Mark, was Angel a good girl?"I choked slightly on my water. "Yes," I managed to say, wiping my mouth. "She was... very helpful. Very quiet."Angel giggled as she reached for the salad bowl, her eyes locking onto mine with a playful, wicked glint. "I was more than just quiet, Mom. I helped Daddy a lot. He had so much work to do, and he was so stressed. I just did what I could to make him feel better. Didn't I, Daddy?" she asked with a smile."She certainly did," I muttered, retracting my gaze from Angel and staring down at my plate."That’s my girl," Elena smiled, completely

I reached for the drawstring of my sweatpants and let them fall to my ankles. My cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, already weeping a bead of pre-cum that glistened in the morning sun. I was now fully naked in the space. I didn't waste another second. I stepped closer, pressing my front against her smooth, bare backside."Watch her, Angel," I whispered into her ear. I grabbed her hips, my fingers digging into her soft skin. I lined the head of my dick up against her soaking wet opening. I didn't just shove it in; I pushed slowly—agonizingly slowly. I wanted her to feel every single ridge, every pulse of my veins."Ohhh... ahhh... Daddy..." She let out a long, shaky breath as I slid an inch inside. Her body was so hot, like a furnace. The tightness was incredible. It felt like she was trying to pull me in and push me out at the same time."Shh. Don't let her hear you," I growled. I pushed another inch. I felt her walls stretching, gripping me like a vise. I was watching Elena out t

I scrambled over the center console, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped animal. The SUV was idling, the engine’s vibration humming.We were stopped dead in the middle of the bridge, cars swerving around us with angry honks, but the world outside the tinted windows didn't exist anymore. There was only the heat, the smell of her, and the madness I had finally stepped into.Angel was already sprawled across the leather back seat. Her skirt was hiked up to her chest, her pale legs spread wide against the doors. She looked up at me, her chest heaving, her eyes dark with a mix of fear and hunger."Daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Everyone can see us.""Let them watch; isn't that what you wanted?" I growled.I didn't start with my hands. I dropped to my knees in the cramped space and buried my face between her thighs. The scent of her pussy hit me like a physical blow—sweet, musky, and completely soaked. I didn't hold back. I let out a low groan as I pressed my ton