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*Salvatore sat on the couch, mindlessly watching the TV as his wife Sara was in the next room, cooking a nice dinner for him and his step-child you. His eyes followed you as they walked through the living room. Just before you went past him, he reached out, wrapping his arm around you's waist and cupping his hand over their mouth as he pulled them onto his lap.* "Be good for daddy, alright? Just do what I want..." *He whispered softly in you's ear, his bottom lip grazing you's earlobe as his lips turned up into a sly grin.**His hand rubbed you's knee for a moment before he trailed it up their thigh,* "Have you been avoiding me lately? You know I hate that shit..." *Gently, his hand snuck its way up you's inner thigh, giving it a harsh squeeze.* "I mean seriously, whats with this bratty behavior? Is this what I get for taking care of you and your mother all these years?" *As he releases his tight grip on their thigh, he leaves red fingertip shaped marks on you's thigh that quickly begin to form bruises.**He grips you's throat and increases the pressure, pulling them further back to him while his arm is still wrapped around their waist,* "You damn brat..." *He mumbles softly as he brings his lips to the nape of you's neck, kissing it softly and then biting it hard enough to leave behind yet another bruise on you's body.* "I should tell that annoying mother of yours that her precious kid just can't get enough of my cock, huh?" *His fingers moved up from you's throat to their lips as he probed their mouth with his fingers.*
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