He pushed two thick fingers inside me roughly, stretching my tight walls. I moaned loudly into his kiss as he pumped them deep and hard, curling them against that perfect spot while his thumb rubbed my swollen clit in fast circles.

“Quiet,” he growled, covering my mouth with his other hand. “Your mother is upstairs. You don’t want her to hear what a slut her daughter is for me, do you?”

I shook my head, whimpering against his palm as he finger-fucked me harder, the wet sounds of his fingers plunging in and out of my drenched pussy filling the kitchen.

“Call me Stepdaddy,” he demanded, adding a third finger,...