Sara
Dad’s c**k was still rock-hard, thick and glistening, standing straight up between his legs like it was ready for round two.
“Get over here, princess,” he said, voice low and rough, eyes locked on me. “Don’t just stand there with your hand between your legs like a desperate little slut. Come here and show me how soaked you are.”
My legs moved on their own, bare feet carrying me down the last few steps, the cool hardwood biting into my soles.
Tina didn’t move. She just sat back on her knees, legs spread, her own p***y dripping down her thighs. She reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me straight into their space.
“Come on, Sara… let’s do this together. I want to watch you get f****d by your stepdad.”
The words hit me like a spark to dry tinder. My heart slammed against my r
