She grabbed him by his hair and jerked him away from her tits. He whimpered but didn't speak. "That's a good little slut. You've learned not to speak ...ntil instructed. Perhaps I should give you a little reward." God, this woman was turning me on! I pulled my jeans down to my knees and yanked my panties out of the way. I needed full access to my pussy for the rest of this show! She instructed him to get on all fours. "Face down, ass up slut". I wondered what she was going to do to him next.. The bottle was half full by the time we made the switch, and would be completely filled to the brim by the time we emptied her second breast. My cock was straining painfully against the fabric of my shorts – I felt like I was going to explode any second. This was too unreal; I could not believe that I had sat here pumping my stepmother’s breasts…Eventually we were finished. I removed the pump from her breast and tucked her tits back into her bra, pulling her shirt up and removing them from my. Me: As always it was delicious. (I raised my voice so that it carried into the grill area.)Waitress as I paid: That fancy lawyer is back in town. Thought you might want to know if you didn't already.Me: Damn I'll have to keep my clothes on when I knock on Bart's Door. (Several people giggled.)It was mid afternoon when I walked from my place to the factory across the street. I found Bart running the blending machine. It was a much newer and larger one than I remembered.Me: Hey old man.Bart. Bette was her name and she was about 38, well so she said anyway, I prefer older women, so this was right up my alley. I'm a 28year old, who likes to score at the weekends.All my mates are married, some of them with multiple kids, me I just can't hang on to a woman that long. I pull out my ten and a half and they are off, not so much the oldies, they like a big cock, well all the ones I score with do anyway. There must be some young woman out there who wants big cock but not the ones I have met.