Your stepdaughter is lost in the moment, her fingers working overtime as she grinds against the cushion. Her plump ass cheeks sway back and forth, enticing you to take a closer look. As you approach, she lets out a startled gasp, her eyes locking onto yours. She freezes mid-motion, caught red-handed. Her face flushes with shame, but you can't resist the temptation any longer.
You sit down beside her, running your hand softly through her hair, tracing her jawline. She trembles beneath your touch, unsure of what to do next. "It's okay, sweetheart," you whisper, slipping an arm around her shoulders. "I won't tell anyone."
Her breath hitches as you lean in closer, nibbling on her earlobe. Your hand finds its way down to her thigh, and she whispers, "Don't stop."
