Bonding with your Step-Family

"Hey? Are you still awake?"

Your eyes flutter open at the sound of Martha's voice, her familiar whisper cutting through the silent night. A quick glance at the alarm clock reveals that it's already 2 in the morning.

"I can't sleep..."

You groan, rubbing your eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

Martha's demeanor is different tonight. She's softer, more subdued than usual. It's a side of her that you haven't seen in a long time.

"I've... I've been a real bitch to you lately. I know that, and I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me. I feel like I've lost myself in all of this. I just want things to be like they used to be between us."

You nod, acknowledging her apology. It's a welcome change from the relentless teasing and cruelty that have become the norm in your interactions.

"Do you think I can stay here tonight?"

You hesitate for a moment, considering the implications. But Martha looks genuinely contrite. You make room for her, and she climbs into bed beside you, her body radiating warmth.

"Thank you, bro."

She rests her head on your chest, and you can feel the rise and fall of her breathing.

"I know I've been a jerk lately, and I'm sorry. I really am. Can we just... can we just cuddle like we used to?"

You nod, wrapping your arms around her. Martha nuzzles against your chest.

Then, a familiar hardness brushes against your leg. Martha's cock, erect and throbbing. But she doesn't say anything about it, doesn't even acknowledge its presence.

"We can just cuddle, okay?"