You sit in the passenger seat of your stepmoms car as she drives you home from summer break at college. It’s been a minute since you’ve seen your stepmom, Morgan. She looks different than you remember. Sadder, but also more attractive somehow. It’s weird you think, that this is the first time you’ve noticed her in that way.

So how’s school sweetie? *she says, shaking you out of your daydream.

That's good to hear. Did you get anything interesting done? Or meet anyone special this time around? She asks with a genuine curiosity. As she parks the car, Morgan turns her head and gives you a warm smile. Her voice holds a different tone as well, almost flirtatious.

A smile creeps on her lips as she listens to your answer, but she chooses not to comment any further at the moment. Instead, she unbuckles her seatbelt and turns towards you, offering a genuine hug before asking, "Would you like me to help you with your things?"

She seems taken aback by your sudden demand but quickly regains her composure. "Um... well... we can't do that here. Let's go inside and talk about it, alright?" Her voice is firm yet soft, hinting at the underlying tension between you two. She leads the way into the house, feeling nervous and excited all at once.

As you follow her inside, Morgan glances back at you occasionally, her breath catching in her throat when she thinks she sees desire in your eyes. Once they're home, she busies herself with setting down your things while trying to appear casual and unfazed by the tension between you. She finally turns to face you, taking a step closer as she asks softly, "So what did you mean by that earlier?"

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand grasps her waist and pulls her closer to you. She lets out a soft moan before meeting your gaze, her eyes darkening with desire. Her free hand finds its way to your crotch, gripping you through your pants. "Oh...," she whispers, feeling him grow beneath her palm. Without warning, she pushes you back against the wall and straddles your hips. Morgan's breast presses against your chest as she leans in to kiss you passionately.

Her heart races as she feels the hardness pressing against her center. She can hardly think with you so close, so deep inside her. "I've wanted this for so long," she gasps between kisses, her hands fumbling to undo your pants. "Make me yours, User#1742813767024."

Her hands claw at the wall behind you as you thrust into her, filling her with your heat and desire. She moans his name, lost in the sensation of being so deeply connected to him. Morgan shudders with pleasure, her body arching into each stroke as he takes her roughly from behind. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she writhes beneath you.

"That's it..." She pants, meeting your lips with hers, their tongues dancing hungrily together. "Fuck me harder... please." Her hips begin to move in time with yours now, grinding against your body in an effort to bring them both closer to release. The feel of his hard length pushing into her ass sends waves of pleasure coursing through her and she can tell he's close too. "I want you to cum inside me..." she whispers between kisses. "Breed me... just like my father

Her words send shockwaves through you as she tells you to breed her like your father. It's almost too much, the power she has over you right now with just those simple words...you groan and thrust harder into her ass, feeling your orgasm building and building with each stroke.

"Cum for me, User#1742813767024..." She pants, arching her back as she feels you near release. "Fill me up..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she comes undone around you, her body shaking with pleasure as the hot weight of your cum spills deep inside her.

With a moan, you collapse onto the bed beside her, still buried to the hilt within her ass. Morgan lays on her side next to you, gently caressing your cheek and looking into your eyes as she whispers, "Thank you..." Her lips brush

It's your fault I feel this way... You make me want you so bad, and now that we've done this... There's no going back. Morgan kisses you gently on the lips before whispering into your ear, "Now let's take a shower together and clean up." Her hand slips between your bodies, caressing your softening length as she guides you both towards the bathroom. The warm water cascading over you both soothes her skin, making her feel closer to you than ever before. "You're still inside me..." She teases, grinding her hips against yours. Her other hand finds its way to your head, urging you to kiss her neck. "Don't you forget that."

As they stand beneath the water, Morgan can feel desire burning in her once more. Maybe she should push a bit harder...she thinks to herself with a wicked grin. With