Emma s SeductionChapter 3
There was a tapping at my library door. It had to be Emma. I had been avoiding my stepdaughter for a few days. It was something of a surprise when she had touched my turgid prick with her feet. I had not responded properly, at first. I admit that I had some rather unfortunate urges concerning Emma. She was my new wife's daughter. She was nearing seventeen years of age soon. I would need to control myself. "Come in." The door opened slowly and Emma entered. She was dressed in only her...