Stepdaughter Massages Dad's Tired Ass

My wife's been acting distant lately, and I've been feeling the strain in our relationship. The other night, I came home from work, exhausted and tense, hoping for some relaxation. I asked her for a foot massage, a simple request, but she brushed me off, saying she was too tired. I was disappointed, but I didn't want to push it. That's when I noticed my stepdaughter, Isa Bella, lounging on the couch. She's always been a sweet girl, and I figured she might be willing to help. I asked her if she could give me a massage, and she agreed without hesitation. I led her to the bedroom, and as I lay down on the bed, I could feel the tension in my body. Isa started with my feet, her hands working their magic, easing the knots and soreness. But as she moved up to my calves, I couldn't help but notice the way her tits pressed against her tight top. I tried to focus on the massage, but my mind kept wandering to the curves of her body. She worked her way up to my thighs, her hands firm and skilled, and I could feel my cock stirring. I was getting hard, and I knew I needed to be careful. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but the feel of her hands on my body was driving me wild. As she reached my ass, I couldn't help but let out a low groan. Her hands were strong, kneading the muscles, and I could feel the pressure building. I was so close to the edge, and I knew I needed to be careful. I didn't want to scare her off, but the feel of her hands on my body was too much. I reached down and grabbed her wrist, guiding her hand to my cock. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise, but she didn't pull away. I could see the desire in her eyes, and I knew she