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Katy replied. I joined in, staring at Mom with my arms folded. "Who was it, Mom?" I asked with a serious face. "You guys are acting crazy. I only spoke to a client for a few minutes." Mom spoke. "So, you were talking to someone?" Katy asked. "Mom, we want to inform you that we are not interested in a stepdad. That is unless he can buy us a mansion and buy us each a car." Katy shot on another look before making her way out of the house. Her driver had arrived.

No fucking way is he seeing me cry right now. “I don't consent to be your third or whatever, I'm fucking straight and the least I fucking deserve is an explanation. Evans, you know where to find me and you better not be smelling like she is when you do.” I paused and took a deep breath, “You're hot Cressida but I don't swing that way.” I turned and stormed out. **** I lay exhausted on my bed, my tears finally tired of leaving my eyes. Becca had taken Stephanie out for some mother-daughter bonding time. They were growing rapidly into a formidable duo and it will be nice to see when Stephanie is older.

Even if finding it scared me senseless. My hand had just closed around the front doorknob when it jerked open from the other side. I stumbled back with a gasp as my stepdad swaggered in, the hulking form of the Beta at his side. No, not now! Desperation clawed at my heart. My stepdad's bloodshot eyes narrowed on my backpack. "Where do you think you're going, bitch?" He jabbed an accusing finger at me. "Here she is, trying to do a runner!"

“Meet Steve, your stepdad.” “Stepdad,” I echoed the word sounding sour on my tongue. Impossible. “I know, I know. I didn’t tell you anything about it, but we wanted to keep it quiet,” she said with a smile. “You can help yourself, Carmen. This is your home as much as it’s mine. I’ll go make sure everything is set for you.” Steve kissed Mom on the cheek and walked away. “Stepdad?” I frowned at my mom. “It has to be a joke, a really expensive one. Literally. I can’t believe—”

“I can’t look after you.” “Rex is with me,” he pointed to his private nurse who was standing quietly behind the sofa. “And I can handle myself. I wanna go with you.” “What are you talking about,” my father interjected. “Dad,” Nexus called and slightly bowed his head. But Dad glared at him in return. “I’m taking Steph with me.” “Stephanie doesn’t need to be picked up like a child.” I grabbed Dad’s wheelchair before he burst out in front of Nexus. “Dad, Mommy is calling you.”

“Gotta take care of my girl. I’ll be there. See you tonight, beautiful.” “See you tonight.” I say back and end the call. I’m smiling to myself when I reach the bus stop again. I barely sit down before a car pulls up in front of me. My blood runs cold when the window rolls down and I see my stepmother sitting in the driver's seat. “Get in Mila. Now.” Her voice leaves no space for debate, and I quickly climb in without a question. She pulls away from the curb so fast that the sound of rubber burning follows behind her.

Sitting in the dining room, I watched Henry come behind my mother and grab a nice big handful of her ass. Mum of course let out a cute little giggle and started rubbing her ass against his cock. There was something about my step-dad no one knew except for me. I found out he had a tight little secret. It was only when I had to bring my step-dad an important document into work for him as he left it on the bed side table in his room that’s when I found out.

In the car, Stephanie and Jamiya sat in the back seats. "Daughter, don't scare me..." Stephanie leaned on Jamiya, tears flowing freely. "Mom, why? Why?" "It's okay, daughter. Let's go to another place and have Stephanie checked again. My grandson won't be so fragile..." Jamiya wiped the tears off Stephanie's face.

She then smiled shyly and left. Her gesture caught me off guard, filling me with a surge of excitement. It was a clear sign—she cared for me just as deeply as I cared for her. Perhaps dating her was the best decision; it would bring me closer to my children. For the first time in what felt like forever, the prospect of peace and happiness seemed within reach. ******* "How dare you lay your filthy hands on my son!" Stephanie, my stepmother, roared immediately as I stepped into the mansion. The mansion is just a five-minute drive from mine; it's a larger and grander version of mine.

“And because I need to teach my stepson how to use that beautiful cock. Come on. Now.” He pulls into the rest stop so fast the tires squeal. It is mostly empty — a few trucks at the far end, a minivan with a family heading into the building. We are parked in a corner, shaded by trees. Private enough. Beckett climbs into the backseat with me, his huge cock bobbing obscenely, the fat head shiny and angry. I grab him by the shirt and pull him on top of me, spreading my legs wide so my dripping cunt is open and ready, my inner thighs glistening with my juices.