HIS CHUBBY STEPDAUGHTER
I cupped my heavy breasts in both hands, lifting them slightly, feeling their weight.
My thumbs brushed over my hard nipples through the lace and a small shiver ran through me. A soft, unintentional sound escaped my lips. I imagined different hands on me… bigger, stronger, more careful hands. Hands that wouldn’t mock me. Hands that would worship.
I turned again, looking at the way my ass filled out my panties, round and soft. I ran my palms over my hips, squeezing the flesh there gently. Heat was building low in my belly, my breathing had grown a little faster.