My Stepdaddy Is My Sexy Professor Intimate moment

Intimate moment

After an exhausting day, I fell asleep quickly, the events of the day lulling me into a deep sleep. Reaching for my water bottle, I found it empty. With a sigh, I threw off the covers and headed downstairs to refill. The house was eerily quiet as I descended the staircase, the darkness only broken by the soft glow of the nightlights. After filling my bottle in the kitchen, I began my ascent back to the second floor, my thoughts already drifting back to sleep.

But as I reached the top of the stairs and was about to turn right toward my room, I froze. A faint, muffled sound reached my ears. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but then I heard it again— clearer this time. Someone was moaning.

My heart started pounding as I realized the sound was coming from my mom’s room. The door was ajar, just enough for the sounds to escape, and what I heard next froze me in place. She was moaning, her tone filled with unmistakable pleasure, and she was calling Ezekiel’s name.

I stood there, rooted to the spot, my pulse racing.

My mom’s voice, filled with pleasure, moaned Ezekiel’s name, begging for more. The reality of what was happening behind that door hit me like a freight train. I couldn’t believe it—didn’t want to believe it. My pulse quickened, my heart pounding in my chest as I moved closer, driven by a mix of curiosity and disbelief.

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