My stepfather examines my body upon my return from a group sex encounter. His eyes roam over my skin, lingering on the marks of our wild night. His lips follow, tracing a path of desire.
After a wild night of group sex, I was greeted by my stepfather, eager to know about my escapades. His eyes roamed over my body, searching for any signs of the wild night I had just experienced. As I eagerly shared every detail, his hands began to roam, exploring my body with a possessive intensity. The tension between us was palpable as he took charge, his lips trailing down my neck and shoulders before settling on my throbbing manhood. His skilled mouth worked its magic, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy. The realization that this wasn't the first time I had shared my body with another man hit me like a thunderbolt. My stepfather's knowing smile confirmed my suspicion. This wasn't just a forbidden tryst; it was a family affair, filled with raw, unfiltered passion. As he continued to pleasure me, I couldn't help but wonder if my father would approve of this unconventional family sex.