My Mom’s Fiancé is my Mate
The card's words burned in her mind: Wear this if you have the balls, stepdaughter.
'You know what? You got this,' she murmured to her reflection, steeling herself. With a deep breath, she stepped into the panties, the sheer fabric sliding up her legs and settling against her bare pussy. The egg pressed firmly against her clit, cool and unyielding, a promise of torment. She adjusted the straps, the lace framing her smooth folds, already faintly damp from the anticipation. Her phone buzzed on the vanity, Mom. 'Mum, I'm coming down shortly,' she said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest. She ended the call abruptly, taking one last look. Black heels matched the dress's crimson hu
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