"Sophie put on her dressing gown, and walked downstairs."Morning Mistress." Sophie looked up, and, in her half-asleep state, she could just about make...out the naked Alexis, reclined on the sofa. Around her were quite a few DVD boxes, two pizza boxes, and some empty cans of coke."Oh my God..." Sophie said."Ooo, you're a cheery one, aren't you?" Alexis said, sitting up. "Yes, I'm real. No, you weren't dreaming all that." How ... how did you know what I was thinking?" Sophie asked. "Did you .... I have been her stepfather for 12 years and we have a great dad and daughter relationship. However, I have been struggling with being aroused by her body , I feel disgusted by the thought of watching the movements of her juicy ass and jiggling breast. Her hugs has also decreased and usually I would say "Where is my hug today?" She would turn her back towards me instead for a hug in that position. I guess she was conscious of her breast touching me, little did she realize it felt good to feel. "Oh god, oh fuck, oh god, No more no more. Please stop, please don't!" She kept crying over and over.I have asked myself over and over again WHY? Why didn't I stop this insanity and rescue my wife for this monster who was r****g her against her will. Why did I just stay there without moving? And why fro fuck's sake did I put it on film like some peeping time pervert? I am sick and I have a problem. I know that now but couldn't answer it then."Now let's show you what a little fuck toy you really. But what? There was certainly something there. As they stood, they moved closer to hug goodbye. As his arms wrapped around her and hers slid behind his back, he knew what he wanted to do. Had to do. Must do. As the embrace lingered, his mouth went to her neck and he began kissing it softly. His left hand pulled her even tighter to him as his right slid down to the slope at the top of her ass. Softly, he moaned as he continued kissing her neck. Was that his imagination, or was she leaning her.