When I married Joshua’s father, I knew my new stepson wouldn’t make it easy. He’s moody and made it clear he wasn’t looking for a new stepmom. I tried everything to win him over, and when he finally told me he just wanted somewhere warm to rest his head, I unbuttoned my cardigan and let him lay it on my chest. His hands started wandering, and I didn’t stop them. At dinner, he dared me to prove how far I’d go to take care of him, so I reached under the table and stroked him while my husband talked about the weather. Then I dropped my fork and finished him with my mouth, right under my husband’s nose. By the next day, I’d stopped pretending this was about family bonding. I gave him a pocket pussy, showed him exactly how to use it until he was dying for the real thing, then climbed on top and rode him until he swore he was mine. He sealed the deal all over my face.
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