I pushed myself to do what I was thinking of doing for the past five minutes, which was to kiss her. As I was thinking of going ahead, I was caught in...two minds: one was saying 'this is a very bad idea' and the other was saying 'go ahead, nothing bad is going to happen in later days'. So, when I finally decided, I went in and kissed my step mum on the lips. To all my happiness, my step mother didn't flinch but carried on the kiss by opening her mouth a little for her tongue to explore. Whilst. There was a look of desperation and wanting in her mouth, as it came to a full ‘O’. I licked, ever so softly, the spot above her clit, on the skin of her crotch, making her groan. She moved her hips upwards to meet me, but I retreated. This was my party. I licked the flesh of her opening, feeling the glaze of her cm already there – the sweetness overwhelming. She groaned again, possibly orgasming. I had more to offer. As I continued licking, a finger found it’s way inside, slipping into her.. 2 years after our parents died was our 1 st sexual relation which have touched me so deep and I always remember it as if it happened yesterday. I came back early that day and she was watching TV, I never got back that early so she was taking her own time, sitting on the couch wearing only her bra and black panties, obviously she took a shower and the smell of the exotic fruit shampoo was all over the place. I remember standing on the door for maybe half an hour just admiring her white skin, she. She grabs a cigarette out of her Badgley Mischka Beaded Clutch, andlooks at me with narrowed eyes.I start to feel self conscious after a minute, and I can't maintain eyecontact."Are you going to tell me what the problem is, or are you planning toremain standoffish all fuckin day?" I'm sorry Miss..." Don't give me that Miss Jennifer bullshit! You obviously have a bug upyour ass, and we need to resolve it, before Mistress comes down." Actually it's a butt plug up my ass, but I'd really don't want.