Stepfather’s Backdoor Encounter

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A cut off pair of jeans, made into shorts so short her mother would not approve were next, and completed her ensemble. “And you’ll soon have the other two as well!”
He looked at her seriously. XXX “Uh, Cassie, I didn’t…uh, I didn’t make you DO anything, did I?” he asked, totally embarrassed. “Pff!” he snorted a laugh. No panties, either, since she knew they would be hanging out and hiding the curve of her ass, which she rather enjoyed showing off. “Did… Please don’t hate me!” he begged, and she smiled at him sympathetically. “You love me?” she asked, sounding quite touched by emotions. “I’m going to be a prostitute?”
He nodded back at her, smiling. It was a creature of habit. So that’s what we did.”
“I didn’t get your oral virginity then?” she asked, crestfallen.

Stepfather’s Backdoor Encounter