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“What is that supposed to mean, Laila?” Mom asked sharply. “Maybe he’s just as weirded out as I am about this whole ‘instant family’ thing,” I replied. None of them said anything. I guess they were just shocked by my sudden switch. “Laila,” Mom hissed. “What, Mom?” I snapped back, “You expect me to keep pretending? To act like I’m happy about you marrying him barely a year after Dad died? I’m already sick of it." Mother’s jaw dropped. She was completely speechless. So was everyone else. A heavy silence dropped over the table like a burial shroud. I lifted my wine glass slowly, taking a deliberate sip while staring at Mom over the rim. Her face had gone from pink to furious red. Beneath the table, I pressed my thighs together, feeling how sensitive I was, my clit was peeking out and begging for attention. And my anger seems to be making it worse. “Mr. Victor, it must be really nice,” I continued trying to distract my body, “moving into someone else’s house. E

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"Good girl. Start rubbing that clit for me—slow, teasing circles at first. Feel how wet you're getting? I bet your pussy is dripping already, soaking your fingers like the naughty girl you are." My fingers moved exactly as instructed, drawing lazy circles over my sensitive clit. A soft whimper escapes my lips as the pleasure starts to build, my hips twitching slightly. "Yes... yes..." I moaned as I arched my back. "Now slide one finger inside that tight, greedy hole, Laila. Push it deep and feel how your walls clench around it. Imagine it's my thick cock stretching you open." I pushed a finger inside, gasping at the wet sound that came from it and the way my pussy gripped it tightly, pulsing with need as I started to move it in and out slowly, just like I was told. "Fuck, listen to how soaked you are. Speed up now—rub your clit faster with your other hand while you finger-fuck yourself deeper. Moan for me, baby. Let me hear what a desperate slut you are." My breathing

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"Yes… I… mean… No."He cleared his throat, trying for composed but failed miserably as I noticed his cock twitch against his slacks."I… uh… wanted a heart-to-heart." His voice was already rough. "About what happened downstairs."I curled my fingers deeper, rubbing that spongy spot inside me. My thumb circled my clit. Wet sounds filled the room with every thrust."Mmm… go on, Victor. I'm listening."His eyes dropped again, between my spread thighs like magnets. He couldn’t help it.I watched his throat work as he swallowed hard.“Well… I… fuck—”I smiled and opened my legs wider, planting my heels on the mattress. Everything was on full display: my glistening pink folds stretched around two pumping fingers, my juices coating my hand, dripping in shiny strands down to my tight little asshole.“My eyes are up here, you know,” I teased softly.He blinked, dazed, then dragged his gaze back to my face with visible effort.“So… um… Laila, stop. This isn’t right. What the hell are you doing?

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"I want you to prove to me that I can be safe with you... carry me to the bathroom and give me a nice bath." He was quiet for a long moment, eyes locked on mine. "What?" He chuckled nervously. "Well, my late father did that each time I wanted us to bond until... Sorry, the accident took him away." The air in the room felt thicker, heavier. He was still silent. "Well, if you can't do that, then I will probably see you as a strange man who can take advantage of me anytime. I certainly don't want such a man to be my stepdad." I saw the conflict on his face. "I can't... Fuck... Laila, you are a beautiful young girl... This is not something we should do..." "Well, thanks for proving me right. A real father won't hesitate. Blood is blood, I guess." He dragged his hand over his face and sighed. “Alright,” he said, voice dropping lower. “If that’s what it takes to prove to you that I will make a good father… then fine. I’ll show you.” My pulse spiked. I hadn’t expected him to act

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However , I smiled sweetly at him and watched his hands trembled slightly as he finally reached forward, hesitating for a second before his big palms cupped my breasts fully. "Oh Daddy...your hands are so large...". I gasped loudly. "Feel them...give them a soft knead". “Like… like this?” he asked, voice rough and nervous, slowly kneading the soft mounds. “Yes, Daddy… just like that,” I moaned louder, pushing my chest into his hands. “Squeeze them harder. They’re so full tonight. Mmm— your hands feel so good." He cursed under his breath, a quiet “Fuck…” escaping as his cock visibly jumped in his pants, the bulge now thick and obvious, straining hard against his zipper. His face was flushed dark red, awkward and conflicted, but he didn’t pull away. I reached down through the water, my fingers brushing the front of his pants. He twitched hard at the contact. "Fuck....Laila, you shouldn't...this feels so wrong...your Mom...". I held him tighter, and his voice left him with

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