I was sitting on the sofa in the living room when I heard my cellphone ringing.

My stepdad’s hand is on the garter of my shorts already. I couldn't stop him from taking it down before answering Mommy's call.

"Daddy... Mom is calling, don't be noisy." I whispered.

"Yes, mom?"

But within the first second of my call, I felt Daddy's caresses on my ass. I closed my eyes from the pleasure and tickle and couldn't help but moan.

"Hey, Layla. How's it going at home?"

"Uhm, w-we’re okay, Mom."

Daddy's now rubbing my clit with his fingers. He inserts his fingers slightly but doesn't continue as if he's intentionally...