My Stepson’s Jokes Went Too Far but I Went Even Further
Every prank brought us closer to something neither of us admitted. The laughter, the tension, the teasing touches it built up. So when I straddled him with whipped cream in my hand, I didn’t stop. I made him taste his own game — sweet, messy, and dripping with heat. And once my tongue slid down his stomach, we both knew the joke was over.
Every prank brought us closer to something neither of us admitted. The laughter, the tension, the teasing touches it built up. So when I straddled him with whipped cream in my hand, I didn’t stop. I made him taste his own game — sweet, messy, and dripping with heat. And once my tongue slid down his stomach, we both knew the joke was over.
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