Mark couldn’t believe how quickly things had escalated after coming home early to give his stepdaughter a stern talking while Destiny controlled her every move. He was already out of breath, and it hadn’t been more than a few minutes since he began to fuck his favorite stripper in his stepdaughter’s body. Destiny screamed with pure ecstasy while the warmth and wetness of their bodies intensified. When Mark had agreed to let the stripper temporarily possess Selina, he didn’t realize that he’d be so easily drawn to his stepdaughter. He thought the stripper was going to give her a stern talking first, but when his cock plunged into her possessed body, he realized that he didn’t care about that. In a way, he was hoping something like this would happen while he greedily delved into the moaning stripper.
Her lips pressed up against his, and while the two made love, he felt a sense of guilt and excitement that was overwhelming them both. He planted kisses against the side of her neck, her nails clawed deeply into his back, and their bodies never broke away. They remained connected while scenes from his stepdaughter’s online videos playing in his mind made him thrust harder.
“Fuck…” The bed creaked beneath him as he grunted like a wild animal. He couldn’t believe how easily Destiny had seduced him. Earlier, he was expecting something less intense than this. It wasn’t until he had pushed open the door to the bathroom and had seen his stepdaughter’s naked body that he realized how easily his primal urges were seeping through him. Destiny knew exactly what he liked, and the sight of her naughtily playing with her possessed body awakened something deep within the stepfather’s mind.
He remembered the sheer beauty of Selina’s physique. Destiny had let out a moan as she shivered in the swirling waters. Mark's eyes had widened in surprise, and he felt a flush of embarrassment creep across his cheeks when his stepdaughter’s eyes looked straight at him. His primal urges slipped away the moment he took a step back. He had never intended to intrude upon anybody’s privacy after coming home earlier than expected, and he was at a loss for how to respond to the situation. Quickly backing out of the room, Mark had retreated to the safety of his bedroom with no intention of taking this further. Unfortunately, he couldn't shake the image of Destiny in the bathtub, his stepdaughter’s golden hair splayed out around her, her perfect body glistening with water droplets. Meanwhile, Destiny had risen from the bath, wrapping herself in a plush towel as she stepped out onto the cold tile floor. With a sense of determination, she made her way to Mark's bedroom. She could see him inside, his back to her as he continued to pace the floor. Silently, she stepped into the room, her approach masked by the soft carpet underfoot.
Mark turned at the sound of the door closing, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Destiny standing before him, clad only in her towel. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no words emerged. Destiny simply smiled at him, a gentle, reassuring expression that seemed to say, "It's okay. You don't need to be embarrassed. It’s me – I’m inside of her right now."
“Wait, really?” Mark had been at a loss for how to react, his mind a jumble of conflicting thoughts and emotions. But when Destiny stepped closer, her eyes locked on his, he found himself drawn to her in a way he could not explain. “It still seems pretty wrong, though. I didn’t mean to walk in on you playing with yourself.”
“Don’t worry – she can’t see a thing. Haven’t you been a little curious about her? She’s not your real daughter. You’ve never fantasized about her?” She had stepped closer and got on her tippytoes. Her lips moved to his ear. “We can do what you saw in that video of her. Except it’ll be you instead of some random guy. What do you say?” That was what led the pair to moving to Mark’s bed, their bodies entwined as they kissed and embraced each other. The world outside seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth and comfort of their connection as they made love. Mark marveled at the sensation of Destiny's soft skin against his own, the gentle curve of his stepdaughter’s body fitting perfectly against his. Destiny screamed with every wonderful orgasm, and he could see her hands shivering with pleasure while her eyes looked wildly into his own. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated intimacy. And as he got closer and closer to finishing, Destiny instinctively wrapped her sexy legs around his lower back...