I have barely thought about stupid Roy." "The hell with Roy," said Jim. "He didn't realize what he had. Besides, you have two guys who love you right ...ere." That made me start to cry."I'm sorry," said Jim. "I didn't mean to make you cry." I put my arms around his waist and kissed his chin. "It's ok, you guys have just been so sweet to me. You make me very happy." I headed to my room to change. As I headed downstairs again I heard the boys in Barry's room. "Slapping my sister's ass?" I heard. That night I finally gained full access to my stepmom’s body. She moaned nonstop in my strong eager hands, demanding more: more touches, more kisses, and more dirty talking. Her warm, juicy pussy felt so good in my hand. Her fair skin tasted like sugar and her long blond hair was like a gift from Heaven.And then I took her to my bed where she educated me about all kinds of positions and penetration techniques. She awakened my inner alpha-male and let him please her. Seduced by the insanely. But the idea came to me and I couldn’t resist. Carol Brady unlocked the door to her husbands office building. Mike Brady is one of the city’s most prosperous architects along with his partner Jonas Wilson. Ah, Jonas Wilson, what a hunk. 6’6′ inches tall about 240 lbs. of muscle. Blonde hair and blue eyes and great buns. Carol knew all about those buns. She also knew about his package. 11 1/2 inches and 4 3/4 circumference. (she had measured). She loved her husband. But he had several faults. He. I thought this should worry me, but instead I enjoyed the need he had for me, and I had the same need for him. We continued to kiss, for what seemed like an eternity, yet neither of us grew tired of the passion we held for each other, instead it continued to grow. My hands were lost in his styled, dark hair pulling his face and body as close to mine as possible. His hands memorised the shape or my back and clung to my round ass. Underneath me, I could feel his cock as hard as a tree trunk in.