My Step Father, My Desire.

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nger fucking me as I hold on to my dear life. I'm begging him to fuck me hard

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illiams' deep voice pushes me out

hard. I've been completely lost

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e of my many imaginations with him. This was certainly not the first. An

grey eyes are on me. His long fingers wrapped around the door

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mumble as I gra

conference table. It's already bad enough that everyone knows me as his stepdaughter. I wonde

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my step father's cock buried inside me. His g

get to see at home. I can't lie that I'm not jealous of my mother's choice. Or how

. I never got to meet my father and I want to keep it that way. She tells me my face reminds her of him, which isn't even my fault. But who cares? She already sees me as nothing more than a mistake she resents. And I plan to give

vior and might just be my ruin. He has a body of a Greek god and a face any woman would be on her knees for. I secretly hate that my mom saw him fir

a wet mess

r my skin. It's electric. And hot. I adjust my skirt as I try to match his step. The throbbing sensation bet

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'm going to make