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Kandy says and thrusts the fingers harder inside me, hard enough to make me whimper and make my legs vibrate. “You're insane…absolutely crazy” daddy says, lifting his head from my breast for the first time to speak, his eyes are blown wide with uncontrollable lust. He pulls away briefly to pull off his shorts and pull out his cock and my God is he big…I look over my shoulder at Kandy with wide eyes. “Can I take it?“ I ask her, my innocent mind wondering how that monster will fit inside me. My step father doesn't pay me no mind as he strokes the fat cock in his hand, I have never seen a real cock before but his looks like it's made to destroy.

I said grabbing a bottle of orange juice from the fridge, I feel his stare boring into my skull and when I turned to him, he had this look in his eyes. It quickly disappeared before I could even make sense of it. “About what happened yesterday..." He started saying walking towards me, nervously I set the bottle down in the island. “Dad no, you don't have to apologize for anything." I tell him, he sighs. “Gabe is not just my junior brother Cee, he's my best friend, I think I upset him." My stepdad said taking a seat beside me. Our knees touch but he doesn't pull backwards, even when I know he's feeling the heat, realizing what was happening I stood up quickly.

Harry was speechless. "Daddy." Stephanie reached out and hugged Harry's leg. "Daddy, hug me." Stacy went to please her daughter. "Stephanie, baby, come here." She shook her head. "I want daddy to hug me." Stacy felt embarrassed and distressed at the same time. Although this child lacked father's love, she did not call others daddy so casually. "Stephanie, come here. This is not Dad." "I want daddy." Stephanie didn't listen to Stacy's words at all. She held her hands tighter, and her little face was against Harry's legs. She raised her head and blinked her big bright eyes. "Daddy, can you hug Stephanie?"

She must really love the guy being that she's a serious type, one I would never think would fall in love again after dad and her divorced. The moment I heard footsteps approaching the living room, everyone sat up. In fact, we almost stood up to welcome him. The door opened. The moment is here! We rose up as per ethics required welcoming such an important personality, a man who would be our step-dad. Age didn't matter. Mom walked in first. She clapped her hands to get our attention. With a radiant face, she stepped aside to introduce her man. “Everyone, this is Emilio Georgio. The man I want to marry and who will be your new stepfather.”

“Daddy...?” Her stepfather, Matt, didn’t understand what was going on. He turned towards his daughter, his eyes widening in shock, as his little girl laid her head flat against the firm mattress of her bed, and lifted her ass and pussy up in the air, giving her Daddy complete access to her soaking wet pussy.

“Marcus… she’s right inside.” “That’s what makes it hot, isn’t it?” He pressed the finger deeper, just the tip, stretching me teasingly. I had to lock my knees to stay upright. The forbidden thrill sent a fresh gush of wetness over his hand. “My girlfriend’s daughter dripping for her stepdaddy’s cock while she makes salad.” The word *stepdaddy* hit me like a spark. I whimpered softly, pushing back against his finger. He chuckled darkly and pulled away just as Mom stepped outside.

God I’ve missed him. “Because I’m your…” “My what?” I ask with a smile. “My step-dad?” I tease, wiggling my hips and pushing closer with a smile. We both know that’s not the case—I just want to mess with him and see how he reacts. Daddy sighs and puts a hand over his eyes. “Are you toying with me, Mandy?” “Toying?” I ask. “Of course not, Daddy. How would I be toying with you?”

His thumb finds my clit, slick with his brother’s cum, and rubs in fast, hard circles while he pounds me. “I’m, oh god, don’t stop, PLEASE, I’m so close, Daddy— Daddy, DADDY—” “Cum.” Craig slams deep. Grinds. His thumb presses hard on my clit. “Cum on your stepdad’s cock and thank me for teaching you.” “THANK YOU, THANK YOU DADDY, OH FUCK, I’M, AHHHHH—”

The skyline flashed red. Continuum’s final message began typing— Deterrent deployment in— Ariana turned sharply. “Where?” she demanded. Her father swallowed. And pointed. “To the place you were born.”

Ready for us. They strip me bare, shirts and shorts tossed aside, my body laid out like an offering. My step daddy's cock springs free first—thick, veined, the head already leaking as he strokes it. His friend follows, longer, curving up with a wicked bend that promises to hit deep. I lick my lips, reaching for them, but they pin my wrists above my head with one of their hands—step daddy's, strong and unyielding. 'Not yet,' he says. 'We take turns first.'