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This is my son, Chad Steele," he introduced. Choking on her drink, Olivia's eyes widened and Chad smirked at her, "Hello, stepsister," he said cockily.

The way he looked at her, attentive and caring, painted a stark contrast to the strained relationship between Adrian and me. "So, how was your day, sweetheart?" my stepdad asked my mom, his eyes softening with genuine affection. My mom returned the smile, "It was good, dear. Work was busy, but I managed. And you?" His gaze never wavered from her, "Better now that I'm home with you." Their interaction felt like a scene from a romantic movie, and I couldn't help but marvel at the connection they shared. Now I understand why my mom couldn't resist such charm.

The way he looked at my lips, down to my partially exposed cleavage. I cringed as his gaze roamed over me, full of lust. In that moment, I knew I despised him. And the fact that he was now my stepfather only amplified my hatred. Calling him "dad" after my mother's constant insistence always felt strange. He was not my biological father, nor was he related to my mother. He was a stranger, a forbidden fruit, someone I shouldn't be attracted to or think of in such inappropriate ways. Stephane was dangerous, a man I should stay away from. Spending three months at home with him, now that he's married to my mother, screams danger. But for some reason, I can't seem to stay away.

He then lies on top me, applying his body weight for control while thrusting rougher than ever. "You love it when I stretch you open, don’t you?" "F-fuck… it’s so deep! I can’t—ahh!" " "Take it. Every inch. Be a good little slut for me." "It’s too much… but don’t stop!" "Look at you, begging for more. You’re addicted to it already, aren’t you?" “Yes, yes… Daddy… just like that…” “Ahh… Daddy… don’t stop…” “Mmm… more, Daddy… more…”

Her father barely noticed, continuing his story. Damon tilted his head slightly, lips curving in the faintest hint of a smirk. She was trapped. She couldn’t move without drawing attention. And that was exactly what he wanted. His foot pressed against the inside of her thigh, high enough to make her squeeze her knees together, but that only made it worse. He applied more pressure. Her pulse thundered against her throat. She bit down on the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to breathe evenly. When dinner finally ended, she stood quickly, pretending to clear the plates just to get out of the room. Her hands were shaking. She heard her father offer Damon another drink. Damon’s voice followed

“Jealous, are we?” “Of course not.” She turned around in his arms to look at him. Her stepfather was an incredibly good-looking man, and the aura that shrouded him made him even more desirable. She could see the lust in his eyes, could tell by how dark his pupils were. He leaned down to kiss her, and she let him.

She was beautiful, she had the perfect body and she looked like a princess, I always envied her, how flirting always came so easy to her, and how all men seemed to be drawn to her. "Babe, I thought that was you." she said in that high pitched voice of hers, and threw her arms around Trey's neck, then went ahead to kiss her, passionately. And he kissed her back and my heart sank with jealousy. A few minutes later, Trey turned around, his hand still around her waist, "Kiara, meet Yubi, my step sister, yubi, you know Kiara." he said, his eyes meeting mine, "Our parents just got married." he added.

My tits swung heavy, nipples grazing his legs. “Tell me what you see,” I demanded. “You… fuck, Ma’am, you riding me, taking my cum, begging for more… your pussy so creamy…” I spun around to face him, sinking back down, and grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at me while the TV showed me on my knees sucking his cum off my own fingers. “This is us now,” I hissed, grinding slowly and filthy. “Your stepmommy’s personal p**n star. And you’re going to add another load to the collection.”

I nodded to myself, mentally confirming my plans, and adjusted my robe one more time before heading out to the pack grounds, where the occasion was set to take place. I arrived at the pack grounds and noticed that everywhere had been adorned with glass crystals and roses hung around giving the whole place an exquisite view. I looked around and noticed that the old hag my stepfather was already seated with the council elders. His hair was coiffed back and his face looked more wrinkled and haggard with the bushy smelly beard that covered his face. His cheekbones were saggy and his eyes were sinking into his skull, devoid of life and love. He stood up from his chair and held out his hand as I w

It had been one of her favorite things to do to Tommy's father. And, she was very good at it too. Tonight, sheused all of her skills to work her stepson to a peak and then she would back off, keeping him on the edge for a long, long time. Tommy stared in amazement as he watched his beautiful stepmother worship his cock. She seemed to be in a world of her own. He watched as her tongue licked him and then her mouth sucked him inside. He would moan each time she would take the shaft deep into her mouth. Several times, he began to throb, near orgasm, but his stepmother would squeeze tight at the base until he was under control again. It was the most incredible feeling he had ever felt.