’ Miranda looked at me as I got off the bed. ‘Is she always like that?’ ‘Naw. Sometimes, she’s worse. And she won’t give us a moment’s p...ace till she’s been fed.’ ‘Kay.’ Hand in hand, we went to our first dinner together. *********** ‘Ok, now I don’t want more people to come out of that room, than as go in.’ ‘Thanks, Beth. We love you, too,’ I called back down the hallway. I stopped in front of my door, and unlocked it. Allowing Miranda to enter first, I was surprised as she barely let me get. His head sanka further inch or two in pained embarrassment."Tell me how you have been spending the last hour, boy," she saidcoldly.Her stepson didn't raise his head. He had learnt to take as much care ashe could to avoid more punishment."I've been apologizing to your skirt...er... your lovely skirt... Stepmother." I see. And what words were you saying to my lovely skirt?" I was saying... erm... 'I am awfully sorry, dear Stepmother's lovely skirt,for messing you with my naughty spunkies while. I made it to the bathroom and cleaned my self up. I had never seen so much cum before in my life, my thighs were covered and my pussy was oozing my black studs cum. I had to make several trips that afternoon to clean myself up, as the cum continued to leak all day long. The end of the day finally arrived and true to his word Vince was waiting by my minivan after school. Fortunately all the other teacher's and students had left so no one heard my screams of passion as Vince fucked my hard and. Do you understand?” She had been lightly dragging her fingernails across my chest and belly. As she asked if I understood, her hand went down to my cock and balls and wrapped her hand around the base of my package as best she could! I about died of humiliation! “Yes Mistress Lisa.” I whispered. Her smile disappeared and she wrapped both her hands around my junk and squeezed damn hard! “You did not thank me, you worthless dick!” “I’m sorry, Mistress Lisa! Thank you... Mistress Lisa!” I.