บททั้งหมดของ Shades Of Secret Wants: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Victoria woke up slowly the next morning, still wrapped tightly in Leo’s strong arms. They had fallen asleep naked in the marital bed, the same large king-sized bed she normally shared with his father. Sunlight streamed through the half-open curtains, warming their bare skin. Leo’s broad chest pressed firmly against her back, and his muscular arm was draped possessively over her waist, holding her close as if he never wanted to let go.His thick cock rested between her soft ass cheeks, already half-hard from the warmth of her body. Victoria could feel the sticky mess between her thighs, the thick remnants of multiple loads of Leo’s cum from the night before still leaking slowly from her well-fucked pussy. Her inner thighs felt slick and slippery. Her pussy and ass were pleasantly sore, a constant reminder of how thoroughly her stepson had used her.She smiled and gently pushed her ass back against him, rubbing slowly. Leo stirred behind her. His hand slid up from her waist to cup one

The next morning, Victoria woke up to the feeling of Leo’s strong hands spreading her legs wide open. She was still naked and sticky from last night’s long session. Leo was already between her thighs, his face inches from her swollen pussy.“Morning, Mom,” he said with a wicked grin. His voice was deep and confident. “I woke up hard as fuck thinking about this sloppy stepmom pussy. Time to feed it.”Before she could reply, Leo buried his face between her legs and attacked her pussy with his tongue. He licked her roughly, sucking her clit hard while pushing two thick fingers deep inside her.“Uuuughhh… Leo!” Victoria moaned loudly, her back arching off the bed. Her hands flew to his head, gripping his hair.Leo sucked harder, making wet, obscene noises. “Taste so fucking good. Still full of my cum from yesterday. You’re such a dirty cum dump for your stepson.”He added a third finger, stretching her wide while his tongue flicked rapidly on her clit. Victoria’s legs shook. She tried to

Marcus kissed Mia harder, pressing her back against the cool metal of the washing machine. His body felt solid and warm against hers. One of his large hands stayed on her waist, gripping her tightly, while the other slid under the hem of her tank top, touching the soft, bare skin of her lower back. His fingers were slightly rough from work, sending shivers racing up her spine.Mia’s heart hammered wildly in her chest. *This is Sophie’s dad,* she thought, panic mixing with a deep, aching desire. *We shouldn’t be doing this. Sophie could walk in any second.* But her body betrayed her. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands clutching the front of his t-shirt, pulling him even closer.Marcus groaned softly into her mouth as their tongues slid together. One of his hands slid under her tank top, his rough palm gliding slowly up her smooth stomach, leaving a trail of tingling heat. He cupped her breast firmly, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh. His thumb brushed over her hardening nipple

Mia woke up early the next morning with a warm, sticky mess between her legs. Marcus’s thick cum had leaked out during the night and soaked into her tiny black panties. The feeling made her pussy throb again. She could smell the faint mix of his cum and her own juices every time she moved. Sophie was still asleep in her room down the hall, breathing slow and deep.Mia slipped out of bed quietly. Her tank top was wrinkled and her nipples were already hard. She crept toward the bathroom, hoping for a quick shower, but stopped when she heard the shower running. The door was slightly open. Steam floated out. It was Marcus.She pushed the door open just enough to slip inside and locked it behind her. The bathroom was warm and foggy. Marcus stood under the hot water, his strong back to her, water running down his muscles. His thick cock hung heavy between his legs, already half-hard.Mia pulled off her tank top and soaked panties. She stepped into the shower behind him without saying a word

Monday morning came too fast. Mia sat in her first lecture hall at college, but she could not focus on the professor’s voice. Her mind kept going back to the weekend she spent at Sophie’s house. Her pussy was still felt sore and used. Every time she shifted in her seat, she could feel the slight ache between her legs and the memory of Marcus’s thick cum leaking out of her.She looked at her phone under the desk. No messages yet. Sophie had texted her earlier saying she was heading to her morning classes. Mia bit her lip. Her nipples were hard under her thin blouse. She typed a quick message to Marcus.Mia: ‘Daddy… I can’t stop thinking about your cock. I’m so wet in class right now.’Marcus: ‘Behave, baby. You have school.’Mia: ‘I don’t want to behave. Can I come over? I’ll skip my classes.’Three dots appeared, then disappeared. Finally his reply came.Marcus: ‘You’re playing with fire. But fuck… yes. Come now. Back door is open.’Mia’s heart raced. She grabbed her bag and quietly l