COLE

I woke up the next morning with my ass still aching from the way Sam had fucked me the night before. The memory of her thick strap on buried deep inside me made my cock twitch even as shame burned through my chest. She was my stepsister. This was completely wrong. Yet I could not stop thinking about how full I had felt or how hard I had come with her cock pounding my prostate.

Sam was already up and moving around the house like she owned everything. When I came downstairs for breakfast she was in the kitchen wearing a tight tank top and shorts that showed off...