“Fuck Steven, that feels so good,” I said. I was breathing in and out about as steadily as I could and my heart was pounding. “I love you Paige... even though I'm just your step dad, but I'm really glad you love my son too,” Steven said. “Well he's the sweetest guy I ever met,” I replied. Steven and I actually made out for a couple minutes and I knew I didn't really love him quite like that, but the sex was great. He leaned down a little and he started licking and sucking on my nipples. That. Worse of all, Sheena was a black bitch, a very well hung black bitch…So this black shemale and me were left alone in the break room after most people had gone home. And we both knew that we should not leave until we could get along…I sat down with a smoking cup of coffee and Sheena looked at me from the other side of the table. After a couple sips of my cup, we started arguing again about everything; from duties, work stuff to personal tastes to sex. Culminating with both of us claiming to be. He asked, you like that. It tickles, I told him. Jerry circled my butt hole softly several times before wetting his finger and returning it. After a few minutes it started feeling good.Wetting his finger again, Jerry pressed as he rubbed my hole. As Jerry added more pressure, I felt my butt give way. I inhaled deeply as I felt his finger entered me. Leaving it in place for a few seconds, Jerry pushed in a little more. Reaching in a drawer in the side table Jerry retrieved a small bottle.. Mandy leaned against him. Her eyes were already pools charging at the boundaries of her eyes.Jason, held her as she softly sobbed. "I don't know how I'm going to do this. I just don't know." I'm here," he whispered to Mandy, "Just lean on me and we can get through this together."Mandy and Jason went inside. As they opened the French Doors to the viewing room where Bob lay, Mandy faltered and Jason's firm arm helped hold her up. The tears flowed down her cheeks. She let out a soft wail and her.