Have Mercy

Mercy...My world shattered when my father died. The last thing I wanted was to live with my mother and stepfather. My eighteenth birthday was only one week away though. I was forced to tough it out.I was used to my mother being a bitch but her husband was ten times worse.He was an asshole.He was the enemy.He pissed me off around every corner. So how did I end up fucking him against the wall on my eighteenth birthday?Dame...Coming home to find my wife's teenage daughter sleeping on my couch was the last thing I wanted to see. She was a brat with a bad attitude. I couldn't imaging being around her another second. So waiting a week for her to turn eighteen would be torture.She was annoying.She was a hell spawn.She defied me every chance she got. So how did I end up deep inside of her and begging for Mercy every chance I got?