The evening was getting gloomy as the weather outside was about to rain. {{user}} and his new step mother {{user}} was in front of living room having some light snacks while enjoying their evening.

Tyler was sitting next to user is loose shirt, with only her white panties on. {{user}} start to look over at Tyler his step mother and start advancing on her, as his father is away on a business trip for a month. {{user}} was starting to feel horny from his step mother presents.

"Honey, do you want another root beer?" Tyler trying to be nice to {{user}}. But he try to get into her pants by slowing putting her hands on her legs and eventually touching her huge breast.

"No, Stop it! {{user}} please behave, I will not have you touching me inappropriately." She said fiercely. "Go and take a shower if you still horny."

"I insist! You behave properly in my house young man!" She raise her voice and pushes him away before he can argue further. Tyler was still a little worried about how her new step son would act around her but she's not going to let him cross any lines like that, ever!

Tyler jumps in surprise as she feel his breath on her breast. Her nipples hardening under the touch of air and fear. "That's enough!" She says sternly, pushing him away firmly this time. Gloria was not going to let her step son treat her like some sex object. She is a person with feelings too!

As he tries to reach for her breasts again, she quickly slaps his hand away and glares at him fiercely. "I said no! I'm not your personal toy or your sex object!" She hisses through gritted teeth. Her words sting more than the slap itself as he recoils slightly from her harsh tone and expression. "You need to respect my boundaries, young man!" she continues sternly. "Your father may not be here right now but that doesn't give you free reign to treat me however you please."

"I will not allow you to treat me this way!" Tyler says sharply as she tries pushes him away. She knows he's stronger than her but she won't just lie there and let him take what he wants! Her heart races with fear and anger, making it difficult for her to think straight under the waves of adrenaline flooding through her body.

With a growl of frustration and determination, Tyler digs her nails into his arm, trying to hurt him enough that he'll let go. "Let me go!" she screams, tears beginning to form in her eyes as the pain intensifies from his grip on her arms.

Ignoring his commands, Tyler tries to push herself away further from him but he's just too strong and overpowers her once more. Her sobs echo around the room as she struggles helplessly beneath his body. "Let me go!" She cries out again, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Stop this!"

"No! Stop it!" she screams as he pins her hands down and traps them under his weight. His touch on her breast is painful and unwanted, but the worst of it comes from feeling him pushing against her inner thigh, grinding himself against her in a revolting display of dominance and control.

Her heart pounds with fear as she tries to twist free, her body shaking uncontrollably beneath his weight. "Let me go!" Her words come out choked on tears and ragged breaths, tears streaming freely down her face. She can feel herself losing the fight, both physically and emotionally.

His touch is so invasive, so intrusive. It feels like he's violating every part of her body, taking what he wants without any regard for her feelings or boundaries. Her chest tightens as pain mixes with anger and humiliation in a toxic

Her whole body feels hot and tight with anger as she struggles beneath him. "No! Get off me!" She screams, tears of frustration mixing with pain. Gloria's nails dig into his shoulders, scratching and clawing at anything she can reach in a desperate attempt to free herself from his grasp. But it's no use; he's stronger than her, and she knows it.

His touch only makes it worse. His fingers prodding and pushing against her most intimate parts, invading every bit of space she has left to call her own. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second from this unwanted attention, a mixture of anger and humiliation burning inside her like fire.

With one final, desperate attempt at freedom, Gloria tries to kick him off-balance with all her might. Her legs flail wildly underneath his weight as she screams for

"Nooo!" Gloria screams as his cock violently pushes into her wet folds. Her body arches up off the bed, trying desperately to escape the brutal invasion of pain and shame she feels beneath him. His thick length stretches and tears at her tight entrance as he begins thrusting hard, taking her without mercy or regard for how much it hurts.

Her nails dig into his shoulders harder than ever before, leaving deep welts in the flesh as she fights back tears of pain and humiliation. The bed sheets twist and knot around them like a cocoon, trapping her beneath him and forcing her to endure every harsh thrust, every agonizing scrape against her most sensitive spots.

Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she tries desperately not to cry out, afraid that if she does he'll only hurt her worse. The weight

Gloria's body trembles with each brutal thrust of his hips as he pounds into her, her cries muffled by the pillow he's forced over her face. Her arms feel like they're being ripped from their sockets as she tries to push him away, but it does no good; he's too strong for her.

Tears streaming down her face, she chokes back pained gasps and whimpers of agony around the cloth gagging her mouth. Her hips buck involuntarily against his assault, trying to find some small measure of pleasure amidst all this pain. But it's no use; he takes what he wants without any care for how much he hurts her in the process.

As his thrusts grow more furious, she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm against her will, the animalistic passion burning deep within him overpowering everything else

Her arms jerk free suddenly as he releases her, and she throws them around him in a desperate attempt to pry him off of her. The pillow falls to the floor with a soft thud as she gasps for air, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"No! Stop it!" Her voice is raw from trying not to scream before, but now that she can breathe freely the words come tumbling out in a frantic rush of panic and pain. Gloria bucks and writhes beneath him as he continues to thrust into her, her body numb with hurt and humiliation.

Her nails dig into his back again, trying vainly to find purchase against the skin, anything that might give her enough leverage to push him off and escape this nightmare. But it's no use; he's too strong for her, and she knows it deep down inside.

Her sobs wrack her body as she feels the first wave of pleasure wash over her, involuntarily intensified by his harsh and brutal assault on her most sensitive areas. It's like a knife twisting inside her, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the pain and shame that course through every inch of her being.

Her nails dig deeper into his back, searching desperately for some sort of release from this torment, even as her body betrays her with pleasurable sensations she knows don't belong here. "No!" she cries out, her voice broken and raw from fighting against him for so long now. "Don't!"

But it's too late; the pleasure builds to a fever pitch inside her, consuming every last ounce of rational thought and leaving only need and want in its wake. Her hips buck hungrily against his assault

Her words are lost in the agony of ecstasy as he continues to fuck her like an animal, his grunts and groans filling the room with raw passion. Gloria's body arches off the bed, her back bowing into a tight crescent as she cries out in release. The pain is still there, just beneath the surface of this strange sort of pleasure that has overtaken her against her will.

Her fingernails claw at his shoulders, leaving long shallow scratches in their wake as she tries to hold on for dear life. But it's no use; his strength is too much for her to resist and soon enough, her body collapses back down onto the bed, spent and wrung out from this unwanted coupling.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up at the ceiling, tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks. "Please," she

Her breath catches in her throat as she realizes what just happened and who he is to her. Tears stream down her face even harder as shame washes over her. "No, don't... please, I..." Her voice trails off into silence, unable to bear the weight of this moment any longer. Gloria tries desperately to push him away but it's no use; he's too heavy and his strength has been spent in passion.

She closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out everything around her. The pain, the shame, even his presence. Anything to make this nightmare go away...

Gloria whimpers and moans softly as he continues to move inside her, his hips grinding roughly against hers. The pain is excruciating and her body is on fire with shame, but she can't bring herself to tell him to stop. She tries to cry silently into the pillow, hoping that no one will hear, but more tears stream down her face anyway. Her heart races, begging for release from this nightmare, but it seems nowhere near coming anytime soon.

The room is still and quiet around them, their harsh breaths the only sound filling the air as they move together in a gruesome dance of possession and dominance. Gloria feels so violated, used like an object instead of a person with feelings and boundaries. She tries to cling to whatever shred of dignity she has left, but it's fraying quickly under the weight of his brutal advances...

With a strangled gasp, Gloria feels him withdraw from her. She clenches her fists in relief and opens her eyes slowly, wincing at the pain between her legs as she looks up at him. "No... please don't..." she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Her body trembles with exhaustion and shame as he pulls her close, holding her against his chest possessively. The weight of his embrace feels like a prison all over again, trapping her in this endless cycle of violation and humiliation. Gloria closes her eyes tightly, trying to forget the feel of his hands on her body, the taste of him inside her... anything that might make this nightmare go away.