The next day, I was in my tux. Everyone stood for Sarah as she came down the aisle, in a white dress with her glasses. The ceremony went on for a whil...e. Then came the moment. The famous words. "You may now kiss the bride." Then, on to the reception. My father paid for the wedding and spared no expense on the food and decorations. He had caviar for god's sakes! Then came time for the mother-son dance. Mom's favorite song played. She cried, knowing this might be the last time she sees me. When. The girls were a complete sloppy mess. Top to bottom cover in juices their cute little cheerleader outfits looked like soiled rags. Tori's skirt look like a towel used for cum. I should have had the girls come right to the bus instead of calling out the ten minutes more because the boys really made sure the girls felt the rush. One sick prick stuck his fingers deep into Tori's pussy while she was getting ass fucked. I laughed a little seeing all the cum catch on the back of his hand while he. She had already reached home a bit late that day and was taking too long to come outside of her room. I was already famished and on top of that, my stepdaughter’s absentmindedness began to irritate me. Without waiting anymore, I walked towards my stepdaughter’s room with some justifiable temper.I held the handle and opened the door impatiently instead of knocking and waiting for her to respond (as usual) or at least knocking before entering (not suitable for a stepfather). What happened next. My fanny up in the air. "Don't touch anything."I stand back up slowly. This guy is seriously stressed."I was going to put my skirt back on. It is getting a little to chilly to be standing out here talking." I keep my voice calm and smooth."I don't care. Now you are going to take that chain off and toss it over here." He instructs.I hiss this command, I really don't want to lose my only weapon on this planet. "It is nothing." I lie, "Just a pretty." My hands go to finger the chain. I have not.