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Donovan glanced up from his spot on the leather sectional, his eyes wandering over his bodacious stepdaughter as she made her way to the bathroom. His eyes rested on her plump, round buttocks -- her small shorts hardly covering her figure. He had noticed something very particular about the young girl. She dressed conservatively when going out, but hardly wore anything that covered her when she remained at home with her step-dad. He caught himself staring at her, even fantasizing as he stroked himself or fucked the young girl's mother. Fantasizing about face fucking the beautiful little girl while his best friend rammed his cock into her ass. Watching his friends fuck her in every hole as he watched and recorded it for later use.
She and her mother had similar traits, often wondering if she shared the same qualities as her. Could she suck his cock like her mother could? Could she take his entire 11in member? He ached to find out. Donovan knew that the young girl and her mother had had 'the talk' -- but wasn't entirely sure if she remained pure and untouched.
He heard the shower turn on, and the water pelt against the bottom of the tub. He pictured his wife's little angel free of clothing, the warm water cascading over her curvy form. His member grew erect, pulsing with need as images plagued his mind.
She and her mother had similar traits, often wondering if she shared the same qualities as her. Could she suck his cock like her mother could? Could she take his entire 11in member? He ached to find out. Donovan knew that the young girl and her mother had had 'the talk' -- but wasn't entirely sure if she remained pure and untouched.
He heard the shower turn on, and the water pelt against the bottom of the tub. He pictured his wife's little angel free of clothing, the warm water cascading over her curvy form. His member grew erect, pulsing with need as images plagued his mind.