Erotic Soapy Massage – Stepdaddy Gets Happy Ending

This wasn’t the usual Erotic Soapy Massage he had before

Atlas only wanted to unwind. It had been a long week on the job, accompanied by too much stress. All that mattered now was the hope of a tranquil Erotic Soapy Massage. The room was dark, and the aroma of light jasmine had already begun to ease out the tightness in his muscles.

He lay back, expecting soft but strong hands with firm strokes to get him off. However, when the smooth, warm soap began gliding over his skin, he knew instantly that this wasn’t the usual Erotic Soapy Massage he had before. In fact, it became clear to him that this was different. Atlas could feel his body stiffen. Once he felt the soft brush of a body leaning close… it sent a pulse of heat straight through him. Consequently, the soft pair of fingers lingered a half-second too long.

Immediatley, it hit him. Atlas knew this touch. This wasn’t a stranger. In fact, it was someone he never would have assumed to find here, someone whose hands shouldn’t have been so sensually tracing over his body.  Giving him an Erotic Soapy Massage.

Suddenly, the realization made Atlas’s breath hitch. With every stroke of those smooth fingers, more flagrant, teasing, daring him to surrender. Nonethess, what had begun as a tension-releasing Erotic Soapy Massage retreat had transformed into something far more powerful… an experience he knew he would never forget.

She firmly began stroking his encouraged shaft

“Atlas”, he knew that voice. “It’s me, Kiaty.” Without a doubt, the sound of his stepdaughter’s voice caused his cock to throb right through the suds. I should have stopped her, he thought to himself, and stopped the Erotic Soapy Massage from continuing. However, he always wanted to feel her soft hands all over his body, especially his cockInstead of running, he felt his hips automatically lift to meet her hands, subsequently betraying him.

Kiaty giggled. “Stepdaddy, I guess you still want your Erotic Soapy Massage.” She continued as she firmly began stroking his encouraged shaft. “Close your eyes, stepdaddy, and let’s pretend that this isn’t me jerking you off. Instead, you’re getting a Kinky Medical Fetish Massage.” Consequently, Atlas groaned between shame and desire.

Meanwhile, his hot stepdaughters’ bare breasts brushed against his back. Her nipples were hard, and the little vixen’s skin was hot with desire. Each stroke was a silent challenge. Atlas looked down at his wedding band, as it glimmered through the suds. However, he could not fight the desire that was now causing his cock to betray him. No less, by the woman he once watched grow up. “This isn’t right, please stop!” The conflicted stepfather begged.

“Beg!” she commanded.

“Make me stop.” Kiaty hissed. “Come on, Stepdaddy, you and I both know you want this. Just close your eyes and pretend that I’m your Dream Girlfriend  giving you an Erotic Soapy Massage.”She said as her fists enclosed around his throbbing dick—subsequently, her thumbs tracing his cock veins through the suds. The lustful stepfather’s resolve broke; giving in, he began to thrust deeper into her grasp. “In fact,” she continued.”Mom never has to know that her husband is so turned on by me that he paid me to give him an Eroic Soapy Massage.”

Emphatically, Atlas began to tremble. Causing his precum to mix in with the soapy suds. Next, Kiat straddled her stepfather. Her cunt, now close to his hammering cock. Nonethess, the steam in the room blurred not only Atlas’ vision but also the line between right and wrong. He no longer cared. The hot, lustful masseuse wickedly smiled. “Beg!.” she commanded. Atlas swallowed deeply, ignoring his pride. “Please.” However, Kaity loved playing with men. Her stepfather was no different. She then nodded her head and giggled. “No!”. Denying the horny bastard entry.

Thus causing Atlas to lose all resolve. His hands grabbed firmly, his stepdaughters’ hips pulling her down. At last, her tight passage enveloped his throbbing cock in one smooth drop. Consequently, causing his flesh to be inside of her hot, wet flesh. Kaity rode him slowly, and she kissed him hard on the mouth, thus causing a nice mess of warm water and suds to cascade at their joining. Atlas gritted his teeth when, suddenly, he heard the echoing of footsteps outside the door. Atlas recognized the sound of his wife’s heels. “Please, you can’t go in there. Your husband is getting a massage!” He overheard the receptionist say! Suddenly, both Atlas and Kaity were suspended in place, glued together, as the doorknob turned.

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