Crazy Over Daddy (3)“Vicky, are you comfortable back there?” Mom asked, glancing in the rearview mirror.“Yeah…” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. It was hard when I could feel the hard muscles of his thighs flexing under my thin skirt. I shifted a little, trying to find a better position, but every small movement only pressed me closer against him.“What about you, honey?” she asked my stepdad.“She’s light as a feather. I could hold her all day,” he answered smoothly.Mom started the engine and pulled onto the road.Just knowing where I was sitting made my heart pound hard against my ribs. My mind kept going back to last night — the sounds of him making my mom scream still fresh in my ears. Now I was sitting right on top of the source of all that pleasure, with only a few layers of clothes between us. Every time Mom hit a bump or took a sharp turn, I slid against him. I could feel wetness building between my legs, making my panties stick to my skin.A dirty picture filled
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