I cannot tell you how many times my dick would get hard, sitting in the recliner, hidden by a blanket, watching my step-daughter's friends, staring at...their maturing bodies, getting horny, and desperately wishing I had the guts to either come onto one, or hoping they would flirt with me, and it would lead somewhere.That all changed one night when Miranda spent the night.As always, she was funny, cute, friendly, outgoing, and her and my step-daughter hit it off famously. They always hung out,. She was wearing a lacey black bra underneath her tank top, and I was pleased to see that she was already following my instructions without hesitation. Once nude, she looked at me. “Kneel, pet. Unless I tell you otherwise, you are always to be on your knees.” Again, she immediately followed the command, and nodded to the rule. “Good. Now, pet, crawl over to the bed, and then put your arms through the holes on the footboard.” I watched as she obeyed, and then got a pair of handcuffs out of a. Her nipples were pinched to rubbery points that swayed with the rocking of her boobs, as they continued to make sweet love. Then unexpectedly another cum washed over her like a frisson of a hot flash and chill at the same moment, a magical orgasm of sparkling excitement. So different than what had passed but minutes before and yet special in a fabulous way.This was the doing of her boy, her son, her young man, her offspring, the child of her loins returning to that place to repay the pain of. There's one now! He's relieving his bowels as he squats under that tree. That means that he can't be paying much attention to anything else, so he is the ideal target. Watching carefully for other Rebs, I slither around to the other side of the tree and slip up on him. He is perfect for my favorite blade work. I use my left hand to seal his mouth so that he can't scream and to pull his head back. The knife is in my right hand, and I jam it into his neck under his jaw and up into his brain. I.