I Visit my Stepdaughter and I can't help but see all her Pantyhose Thrown away

I just couldn't believe my eyes when I strolled into her room! My stepdaughter, that little vixen, had left her pantyhose crumpled on the floor. I couldn't help but pick them up, feeling their soft, silky material against my fingers. I was so tempted to put them on, just to feel that sweet, tight sensation. But no, I shouldn't have looked so intently at her clothes, the way her little ass peeked out of her shorts, the way her tiny, perky tits strained against her top. I was supposed to just visit, not get turned on.

But the more I looked, the more I couldn't help myself. I started to get this insane urge to touch her, to feel her soft skin, to taste her. I mean, she's only 18, and she's so innocent-looking, but there's this fire inside her that's just dying to be unleashed. I could tell she was curious too, the way she kept stealing glances at me, her eyes darting away when she saw me looking.

So, I had to do something. I couldn't just walk away without exploring this taboo desire. I walked over to her, my heart pounding in my chest, and asked her if she wanted to play a little game. She looked at me, her eyes wide, but she nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. And that's when it all began.