Mark.
After that day, I was unable to forget how it felt to be inside her. But she somehow thought it was wrong and began regretting her action. Still, I wanted to have her again.
I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. My body still felt her, every time I closed my eyes I felt the way her p***y clenched around my c**k, the pretty sound of her moans, the way she looked at me while I f****d hard, the way she begged for me.
I could still smell her scent on my skin. I was unable to sleep, because the more I tried to push the memory away the stronger it got. My c**k throbbed, I began stroking myself thinking she was the one doing it for me.
“Yessss… like that… mommy.” I groaned, stroking myself as fast as I could, picturing my stepmom.
God I knew this was wrong but I had already crosse
