As I lay on my stepdad's bed, my heart raced with anticipation and fear. His strong, muscular frame loomed over me, a mix of dominance and tenderness in his expression. He gently caressed my skin, tracing the lines of my bare shoulders and down my slender arms.
His warm breath whispered against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I felt his hands at the hem of my skirt, slowly pushing it upwards, exposing more of my body to his touch. I bit my lip as I felt his rough fingers brush against my panties, teasing me mercilessly.
Suddenly, he grasped the material and yanked it aside, leaving me completely vulnerable. His gaze devoured me, taking in every inch of my exposed flesh. And then he was there, his hard cock pressed against my aching desire.
