My Hot Stepfather .

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re and warm feeling that made me forget how much I love my mother

d to her but that wasn't for long because something stronger than both of us controlled our bodies. It invaded our souls, blinde

nd handsome football player, he attracted the eyes around him fast but he only fell hard for the most gorgeous reporter, which was my mother. She was twenty-eight years old at the

k after me; he didn't care about me. He didn't ask for any help after they got the divorce and later in life, I figured out th

le lighted my mother's world and made me happy as well. He treated me so nicely as a

as well but she was only a tv presenter and sports reporter. She should have the time for he

er quarterback football player. He quit the games to concentra

e as a young child with no father or mother to take care of me.

I trusted him so much and always asked him for advice or opinion which was so normal between a father and daughter. However, the fact that he wasn

ng his stepdaughter in a very good way! That was something I had ne

od loved me t

lp me in my studies at school or to hang out with me as a fath

s list. Whenever I called him, he would drop any

e dream deal of his life and he dropped all of that to hurry up to the house and take me to the hospital. He was too protective, never yelled at me a

er asses. I was hotter and attractive. My body was hellish and the thing that was attracting the eyes around me more was the fact that I have never dated any guy ever. Virgin! Yes sure. But that wasn't

. I started to wake up so wet. He was only 30 years old and I was 18. I turned into a sexy girl who only needed a dick to becom

ed about her reputation, career and fame. As a result of this neglect, my

me because she didn't deserve that man. But I guess he didn't want to ruin our family. For him, we were a family and

t understand why. I simply covered my head wit

I pretended that I was sleeping. I enjoyed his scent as he lean

s fingers to my cheeks softly and said, "Vanilla, wake up. It's your school time and I'm driving

ughed and squirmed under his touch. We both laughed hard but I didn't know why I rolled my body over on him

n embarrassing and weird situation but it was a different feeling. It

take a fast shower and follow you downstairs." I rushe

beat was drumming harder and louder, as if

d searching for my towel and noticed that Dave was still there, now staring at my bod

owel around my body slowly, then he whispered in my ear, "I will alw

or to his facial expressions or even to his body language

for God's sake? Why does he

it was my first heart

be my first eve