I didn’t care just then who she was, I needed space for my erection to grow. When she saw me opening my pants JoAnne smiled again, “Not all, Big Tits some of it dripped on my tits. Are you hard?” She was being bold so I responded likewise, “Yes, you little prick-tease, it's hard and you made it that way.” She smiled even wider as I stood and pulled my pants off my legs and kicked them to a heap next to the chair. My cock was still covered by fuck my shorts but at least it had room to throb. I started to sit back down but JoAnne gushed “Stop! Don’t sit down yet; let me look at you.” I stood straight again and faced the camera, I could see in the corner of my monitor what my step-daughter was looking at, my body from the chest down, my form-holding dark red briefs distorted by the erection jammed behind them. I was secretly glad that I exercise and jog every day, I didn’t have a middle-aged beer gut and saggy ass for her to look at. When I sat back down a strong wave of uneasy fatherhood rose up from my Big Boobs sub-conscience and chastised me for what I was doing with my wife’s daughter, so I told JoAnne we would have to sign off. “Why would you want to log off? Are you tired?” “No Sweetheart, because I shouldn’t be sitting here in my underwear thinking I want to fuck you, that’s why, I’m supposed to be the concerned father, trying to keep his step-daughter safe and virginal.” Big Breast Her eyes grew wide in surprise at my bluntness but she recovered quickly, she grinned impishly, “You’re too late, at least about the virginal part but you always make me feel safe.” JoAnne looked directly into the camera; my eyes locked on hers as she said softly “Do you really want to leave? I’m not tired yet and mom isn’t home; we have time to talk.” To hell with fatherhood, my step-daughter just propositioned me; “Do you feel safe enough to take the slip off?” Without hesitation she replied playfully, “If I take this off, I would be naked then what might you think of me?” “Sweetheart, since I saw you fingering yourself while I whacked off for your mother last night, I started thinking it could be my cock in you, not your fingers. Come on, take it off, let me see what has become of the little girl who used to sit on my lap.” She sat immobilized and stared in wide-eyed shock at the monitor for several long seconds then uttered, “Oh - My - God! You saw me?” She reached up and turned off her camera. I was sitting there suddenly alone, feeling very fucking foolish. I had just gone way over the top with my own child, allowed my libido to overpower my parental instincts. For a short while JoAnne wasn’t my step-daughter, she was a tight, fresh looking piece of ass who enticed me down a path never before taken, one that I hurtled tall moral barriers to go down. The flood sucking of hormones caused by JoAnne receded and I tried to get her back online, to apologize, to beg understanding but she wasn’t answering the call. I eventually went to bed feeling like some fucking horny, skinny, pimple faced teen aged nerd who screwed up a pass at a pretty girl. What really bothered me was my homecoming; I would get back from my trip in two more days and I wasn’t sure how I could face her then. “Oh yeah,” Madison said. All actions have an impact on the destiny of your character, adventure awaits you newcomer. “Alright, sorry.” I said, putting my phone back into my pocket. Being nervous, I was fidgeting, moving my arms, and playing with my wet hair as we talked. 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