My Step Dad Wouldn’t Stop Until He Fucked Me
My mom and dad divorced when I was 10 years old. Mom met a guy she ended up marrying a couple years later. He was alright. He was about 39 I think I heard momma say. I just wanted momma to be happy. If he made her happy, he was okay with me. The only thing was, I would catch him looking at me, all the time. If I was alone with him he would try to touch me and kiss me. I would never tell momma because, it would hurt her. I would just deal with him myself. Or, so I thought. He would use momma against me. He would turn things around and blame me if I said anything to her. I was 12, blonde hair, green eyes, 5′ 1″, about 95 lbs.. …