Reflections of Clara's Lust

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"I'm sorry, I… I don't know what's come over me." Mike sheepishly said as he rubbed his hands on her bare back before moving down to give her tight, firm ass a gentle squeeze. His own face turned red from shame and embarrassment. This was his stepdaughter, whom he loved like his own, but she looked too much like her mother.
"It's alright Daddy," Clara purred, "All this while when you were with mom, I have always wanted you. I have always thought of you every night before I go to sleep, your handsome face, your strong body, and your long thick willy between your legs. Oh, I have thought of it going inside me every time I get horny and start touching myself," a breathless, slightly sobbing Clara continued.
"Please forgive me Daddy, but I've always wanted to feel what mom felt when she was alone in the bedroom it you." Clara said at last.
That set Mike off as he lost all reason and control of his body.