I wiped my cum covered fingers on my t-shirt lying on the floor and leaned back in the arm chair I was setting in. My tiny cock throbbed again, oozed...a bit of cum, and then, as always, vanished as quickly as it had hardened. I took a sip of scotch, the amber liquid brunt all the way down, and I started to relax. “I need to get to bed,” I thought to myself, took another sip, and then it was dark!“Oh my,” Ah Lam whispered to herself, “You fell asleep in your chair,” she said as she pulled my. " That store doesn't give refunds baby." Then what are we going to do? I know," she brightened, "I'll get a job. I'll go out first thing in the morning and..." Baby, any job you get you won't get paid for at least two weeks. We got rent due in a couple of days and what are we gonna eat in the meantime?" She fell silent, depleted of ideas. "Wait, there might be a way," he said. She looked up in anticipation, confident of his resourcefulness. "There's a strip club a few blocks down. Tonight is. I’m going to be coming again. Oh God, here it comes.” With that Mistress Stepmom had another incredible orgasm. Her juices exploded on my face and neck. I was pretty pleased with myself. Her cunt tasted so good. It really did taste like sugar. “You did a great job, Robbie. Now I will suck that cock of yours. Stand up and Mistress Stepmom will suck that beautiful cock.” I got off the bed and stood up. My beautiful stepmother got down on her knees and was caressing and massaging my balls. I. Then he took one final, deep tug on her clitoris, his teeth grazing her sensitive nub in the most exquisite blossoming of sensation. Miranda sighed, her cunt fluids flooding Matthew's mouth and giving him a flavorful mouthful as he gasped. Too soon, a hand was yanking him backward by the neck. Jake looked down at the sheets, stained dark with the girl's excess fluids. Her pungent aroma clung to the fluids dribbling down Matthew's chin even now. "What did I tell you, you traitorous scum? I said.