My hand was only between my legs fleetingly as I quickly pulled the gusset aside, but at that moment, I felt the wetness within. My sex was excited as...it touched down on the velvety fabric of the sofa arm, and I openly gasped!"Its nice, isn't it?" teased Charlotte, "Just wait until you move, you'll love it."I was in a state no one had ever seen, and I didn't want to be seen."Now rock!" she laughed even though I didn't need telling as the fabric was already making me shudder as I mirrored her. It surprised me when I had to look up a little bit to meet his eye. He had an inch at least on me, which didn't happen all that often what with my 6'6" height. Even with his slim, gawky body and his kind, pale, bespectacled face, I couldn't help feeling a moment of intimidation. You'd think it would be his obvious brilliance, having that nerd feature of ignoring his physical presence because his mental capabilities became his sole focus, but brilliance I could handle. I lived with it all my. Actually, the first time we communicated was during a job fair. As time passed we became good friends and one day I proposed her. But she rejected my proposal and blocked me for about 10 days from everywhere from where I can contact her.Suddenly,one day I got a call from her, saying that she wants to speak with me about what I said. So I met her and we were alone I again proposed to her and she said that she could not value my feelings. I was heartbroken and planned to leave her. After some. "Oh yes daddy fuck me! fuck me!" she groaned getting a little louder.I now had her pinned beneath me, and my cock was balls deep in her pussy as I pounded her into the soft blanket, and she groaned and cried out begging for more."Yes daddy fuck me harder! fuck me deeper!" she groaned before leaning up and kissing me deeply.I returned her kiss, and then began thrusting harder and deeper, and my hot teen stepdaughter groaned louder and louder with every thrust, and it was pretty clear she quickly.