She is the usually the kind of girl who likes to take it slow, with special emphasis on the foreplay. But all she can feel right now is a****l lust, a...d all of her mind is shot through with one desire -- to have Peter inside her, on top of her, and all over her body. She takes off her jeans and panties and sends them flying across the room before Peter comes over and rips off her t-shirt. They are now both naked, and assault each other with a ferocity that only I can inspire in two human. "Pull them up!"He delights in encasing his privates in the delicate material. I can seehis face. He *wants* to dress-up. Without prompting he delves into thedrawer and seeks out the matching bra. It's in his hands before anyonecan comment."Oh, that's pretty. You going to put it on as well?" Owens coaxes him.There's no real point in coaxing. Stewart is hooked. He quickly slidesinto the bra as if he has practiced. In no time, there are balls of Mom'ssocks in the bra cups. He hefts them and rub. I left her a text and we hit it off that way. For a few days we had normal talks and no sex chats at all. I took it slow and started catching her weak points. I would keep asking her to meet me, yet she would turn me down politely.About a month later, I start talking dirty and we would a have a few small sex chats. One fine day o texted her and I felt she was in the mood. Our conversation goes like this:Me: Hey, wanna talk about something naughty.Maria: sure. Go ahead.Me: Do you prefer it thick. I crawled on missionary, legs over my shoulders, fucking her and kissing her as she grabbed on to me. I was fucking the step daughter hard, with passion, and she was responding with hunger.I told her to turn around on all fours, as I slid my wet pussy juice covered cock to the tip of her ass. She protested she never done that before (not knowing I fucked it so hard the night before), and I slowly let her body naturally suck me in. She forced herself against me, shoving full force the rest of my.