This happens when stepma opens my homework folder on my laptop
Stepma’s curious eyes lock on my laptop, her hand drifting toward the folder. She leans in, breath warm against my ear, whispering promises of what she’ll do. Her lips trace my neck as she pulls me close, her fingers dancing over my skin. She’s got a hunger for more, and I’m just getting started.
Stepma’s curious eyes lock on my laptop, her hand drifting toward the folder. She leans in, breath warm against my ear, whispering promises of what she’ll do. Her lips trace my neck as she pulls me close, her fingers dancing over my skin. She’s got a hunger for more, and I’m just getting started.
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