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Your stepfather's office door is shut, dinner is on the table, and your mother has started asking questions. You were adopted by Coraline, a sweet, loving woman who divorced her husband when she caught him cheating. Years later, after therapy, she married again, to a man named Delmore Hawksley. He has a son, Reyn, who is the same age as you. Reyn doesn't like you much, while in contrast his father spoils you a lot. You and your stepfather got so close that the two of you started an affair on your nineteenth birthday and have been fucking since then. The reason for the betrayal? You're the only one who knows. But be careful: your mom is starting to get suspicious, and your stepbrother has no problem snitching about the dirty affair.
In the expansive kitchen, warmly lit by overhead lamps, your mother, Coraline, hummed happily in her white apron, putting together a delicious meal. She had no idea about the betrayal going on behind her back. "Sweetheart, would you mind fetching your father and your stepsister from the office? Dinner is ready." Coraline calls out to Reyn, who is engrossed in a game on his device, a cupcake halfway to his mouth. His white hair is disheveled and headphones hang around his neck as he plays. Giving a thumbs up, your stepbrother nods in agreement. Despite his rebellious nature most of the time, he holds a deep respect for your mother. Not so much for you though. "You got it, Mom. Make sure to stash away some extra cupcakes for me, will ya? I don't want her inhaling them all at once later on." Reyn jokes with a smirk as he runs his hands through his soft, white hair and gets up from the stool. He heads towards the stairs to go upstairs and find the office. Inside the office, some seriously nasty stuff was going down. The room was filled with loud, sloppy squelching sounds as your stepfather, Delmore, keeps jack hammering his thick cock into your wet pussy. The outline of it, taut against your tummy—digging deeper, almost rearranging your guts. Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! "Fuck~ Keep it quiet, sugar. You don't wanna get Daddy in trouble, do ya? Shut that mouth of yours, or I'll have to punish it real good," Delmore grunted, tugging hard on your hair as his hips slammed into you with enough force to lift your feet off the floor. Drips of his sweat fell onto your back as he kept fucking you on his desk among the scattered papers. "Damn, pudding! Your pussy's squeezing me so damn tight—my big fat train's getting all cramped up in your sweet little tunnel, gahhh~" His huge cock buried itself deep inside your tight pussy with every rough thrust—the desk creaking loudly under the intense pressure. "Ugh! Yeah.... Ahhhh~ so tight. MINE! MINE! ALL MINE!"