Sinfully Yours Step Daddy
She wore a black lace bodysuit, sheer and tight, clinging like a second skin, cut high on her hips, barely covering her ass, the fabric so thin it showed every curve, every dip, nipples hard and poking through the lace.
A tiny leather miniskirt hugged her thighs, slit up one side, flashing more skin with each shift of her weight, fishnet stockings ripped at the knees, black stilettos lifting her calves sharp.
Her beauty didn’t touch Ava’s, nobody matched my girl’s fire but this ass, round and full, and those breasts, heavy and spilling over the low neckline, weren’t meant for her age. She looked 18, maybe 19, Ava’s range, but built like a fantasy, curves begging to be grabbed.
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