My Step Daddy
Stephen POV
“Do you like it, baby?” I asked removing Oliva's nipples from her bra.
“No, Please Steph, don't do that,” She asked, trying to hide her breasts with her palm.
“Why baby, Just because your handicapped father sees us having our moment, I love fucking you on the dining table,” I said bitting her nipple.
“Please Steph, Why are you doing this,” She asked sobbing.
“You must ask your father why fucking I am doing this” I yelled, pinning her hand above her head.