(POV: Lumiere)
With concern etched across my face, I leaned towards Bluestella.
You could just imagine how madly my heart pounded.
"Bluestella, are you truly alright?" I asked, my voice harbored genuine worry.
She gazed at me with a soft smile, her eyes filled with sincerity. "Yes," she replied in a whispering tone. "I meant every word I said."
Her delicate arms extended gracefully towards me, wrapping around my left hand that was resting on the desk. As her fingertips connected with mine, a rush of heat seemed to emanate from her, making my hand feel as though it was on fire.
But that wasn't the only thing that was on fire.
My cock was burning up like crazy. It was itching for comfort.
You see, my stepmother Bluestella had quite the appetite.
And I'm not just talking about cucumbers here. She had a real thing for big cocks.
Yeah, you heard me right.
