Mean Stepdaughter 2 - Sera Ryder

Glenn feels small the second Sera walks in. His wife’s barely out the door when the girl starts giving orders, voice sharp, eyes daring him to push back. He remembers his buddy’s half-baked pep talk about taking charge. It lasts about three seconds. One look at her and the words die. She points at the floor and he drops, knees hitting tile before his brain catches up. Sera plants a bare foot on his thigh, toes flexing like she’s testing livestock. She tells him to kiss it, and the word please never shows. He leans in, mouth open, tongue working between each toe while she leans back and laughs low in her throat. She lifts the other foot, rubs the sole across his face, drags the heel down until his lips part for that too. When she’s bored she spins, peels her shorts down, and plants her ass over his mouth. Glenn breathes what she gives him. She grinds, slow, then faster, using his tongue wherever it lands. Later she flips around, drops into a sixty-nine, and takes him in her mouth while her weight still pins his face. Every swallow is an afterthought; she’s in charge of rhythm, pressure, everything. He comes when she decides, not before, throat tight around him, and she keeps sucking until he’s shaking and empty. She stands, wipes her mouth on the back of her hand, and tells him the new rules start now.