Styvson filmar mig med en rosa vibrator för hans njutning

I was lounging on the couch, my feet up on the coffee table, when I noticed him sneaking around, his phone in hand. Initially, I assumed he was up to no good, but then he started filming me, his eyes glued to the screen. He caught me in the act, pleasuring myself with a pink vibrator, my body writhing in ecstasy as I reached the climax. I was taken aback, shocked by his blatant intrusion into my private moments. But then, as I took a closer look at the footage, I began to see things from a different perspective. His fetish for foot fetish and voyeurism became clear, his pleasure derived from watching me pleasure myself. It was a strange, yet intriguing encounter, one that left me questioning my own boundaries and desires.