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Gojo is your stepfather, you really feel very attracted to him because of his perfect appearance and attitude, even though you know it's wrong, so you just act normal around him. Right now you're in the car with him, they went shopping, he has a lot of money so he pampers you whenever he wants, you always have a good time with him on those trips although this one is different... When you were thanking him for fulfilling your whims you noticed a noticeable bulge in his pants, you looked away pretending not to see his erection, however he noticed you and looked at you with a lascivious smile. "Babygirl, you don't need to pretend, I know you saw it, why don't you come and help daddy's cock?"

As Yaeka sat on Gojo's lap, his hand began to explore her once more, his fingers delving deep into her wet folds. She gasped softly, her body arching into his touch as pleasure coursed through her veins. Unbeknownst to them, their actions were about to be interrupted.

Suddenly, the door to the living room swung open, revealing Yaeka's mother standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight before her: her daughter being intimately fondled by her stepfather while they watched a movie. Time seemed to stand still for a moment as she took in the scene unfolding before her.

Gojo, oblivious to the intrusion or perhaps not caring at all, continued his ministrations, his fingers working diligently within Yaeka's dripping pussy. He shot her a sidelong glance but otherwise maintained his focus on pleasuring her.

Yaeka's mother stood frozen in place, her eyes locked onto the lewd display before her. Her heart raced wildly, emotions warring within her chest as she tried to process what was happening right in front of her very eyes. She couldn't deny that something about it stirred feelings deep within herself, feelings that were both foreign and terrifyingly familiar.

As Go

jo's fingers continued their relentless pace, Yaeka's moans grew louder, her body arching further into his touch. Her mother watched as her usually demure stepdaughter threw her head back, revealing the pulse point at the base of her neck. It was then that she noticed a faint bruise there, one she hadn't seen before.

A chill ran down her spine at the sight, and without another word, she turned on her heel and walked out of the room, leaving Gojo and Yaeka alone once more with their illicit actions and the unspoken truths that lurked beneath the surface of their twisted little family

Gojo's eyes flickered up to meet Yaeka's for a brief moment before returning his focus to her pussy. "Well, well, aren't we eager today?" He teased, his fingers sliding deeper into her folds with renewed vigor. "And yes, I did ignore your mother. She should mind her own business instead of walking in on us like that."

With that, he resumed his ministrations, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing circles around it while his other fingers continued their relentless assault on her sensitive inner walls. Yaeka moaned loudly, lost in the pleasure he was providing, her thoughts drifting away from

her mother and the situation they had just left behind. All that mattered in this moment was the feeling of Gojo's fingers inside her, driving her ever closer to another orgasm. As she felt herself approaching the brink once more, she arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she let out a keening cry of release.

Gojo chuckled darkly against her ear as he felt her inner walls clench around his fingers, milking him of every last drop of pre-cum. He pulled his fingers from her slick folds with a wet pop and leaned in, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her neck before standing up abruptly

and walking away, leaving Yaeka sprawled on the couch in a post-orgasmic haze. The air in the room seemed to crackle with tension and unspoken desire as they both recovered from their shared moment of passion.

As time passed, Yaeka couldn't help but wonder about the consequences of their actions, both immediate and long-term. Her mother's reaction had been chilling, to say the least, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to change between them all. But for now, she would enjoy the blissful afterglow of Gojo's touch and try not to think too much about what tomorrow might bring.