Sofie Reyez in Forgive Me Stepfather: Sins of Lust

I love going to church with my stepdaddy, feeling the warmth of his presence beside me, the way his hand sometimes brushes against mine as we walk. There's something about the way he looks at me, a certain intensity in his eyes that makes my heart race. I always like to rest in bed when I get home, feeling the softness of the sheets against my skin, the gentle sway of the curtains as the breeze drifts in. I think he peeked at my privates last time I was resting, his eyes lingering on the curve of my ass, the swell of my tits. I hope he does it again, that he can't resist the temptation of my body, the way my hips sway when I walk, the way my lips part when I breathe. I want him to see me, to really see me, to understand the desire that courses through my veins. I want him to know that I'm not just his stepsister, I'm a woman, a woman who craves his touch, his kiss, his love. I want him to take me in his arms, to press his body against mine, to feel the heat of his desire. I want him to fuck me, to make me his, to claim me as his own. I want to feel his cock inside me, to feel the pleasure that only he can give. I want to hear him moan my name, to feel his hands on my body, to feel his lips on mine. I want to be his, completely and utterly his. I want to be his in every way, in every sense of the word. I want to be his in the church, in the bed, in the kitchen, in the living room. I want to be his in the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening. I want to be his in every moment, in every breath, in every heartbeat. I want to be his, and I want him to be mine. I