MY TABOO STEP DADDY
MAFIA FANATIC father i don't want this marriage characters
Taking out the first aid box from my drawer, I turn to see him capping a condom over his cock.
Blood trickles from his hair onto my nose. I don’t wipe it. One wrong movement can be lethal.
Our chest heaves, breathing laboriously.
Bitter as it sounds, I think Mom isn't wise, because the blind can see the red flags hovering over this man. Maybe she’s brainwashed by love?
Either way, she won’t have to suffer anymore. Tomorrow it ends… forever.
Tristan lowers my pants, splitting my thighs. “So, are you stitching or should I fuck you first?”