I could feel his hardness pressing against me. I moaned with need. He started to work his way down my body. Biting my neck, my shoulders. He grabbed t...e bottom of my sweater and started pulling it up. I leaned forward to help him, and he looked with lust at the lacy black bra and my full breasts underneath. I smiled. He was kissing me again. My mind was in a daze. His hands and mouth seemed everywhere. Until suddenly I felt his right hand behind my back, expertly unclasping the bra. Then his. My new step-mother shuddered. I found her clit and nibbled on it again. I pinched her nipple at the same moment. Marissa gasped sharply.Then she cried out in rapture.“Sam!”Hot pussy cream flooded out of her. I licked and lapped up the wonderful treat. I closed my eyes, savoring it pouring over my cheeks and chin. That yummy, spicy musk filled my nose. I reveled in it as her pussy juices gushed out of her.I licked and lapped them up. I savored every drop of her orgasmic passion. That sweet. I did love taking his cumshots and tasting his sperm. I pressed “send.”I think admitting it was actually a little bit freeing, now it was out there and we both knew what our relationship would be. Even though we had only been together afew times. (The “Thank you, Marc” stories I wrote earlier) I was totally addicted to his dick. In fact, I never would have guessed how strong my lust for him could be. I thought about being on my knees for him constantly.The next time I saw Marc was a day later. I had a pair of aces, a nine, a seven, and a two. This was the kind of winning hand we needed right now. As the first to act, I wanted to open. I looked around at Betty and Kat. Then I realized the opening bet was my pants. I stood up unfastened my jeans, then realized my erection was going to pop out the front of my boxers. I reached down and pushed it to the side then pushed my jeans down and stepped out of one leg and then the other. I dropped them on the table and sat down. I looked up and.