My father remarried a middle-class girl, Malika. She was only 4 years older to me. I was 25 and she 29. Malika was undoubtedly a gorgeous temptress. S...e had a perfect 38x26x38 figure with very fair skin and hip-long beautiful wavy hair. She looked most desirable with her hair left loose leisurely in her private quarters. I was also naturally attracted to her, yet respected her for being my father’s wife and my supposed mother. But later I was shocked to learn from my secret sources that she was. He then took one hand off of my head and put it around his cock and began stroking it, as his other hand was still on my head. He pushed me off of his cock and just held my head there as he stroked his cock right in my face. “Oh God Im gonna cum” and with that he shot his cum all over my face, wish some of it getting in my open mouth. It was very thick, very globby and it just stuck to my face with a long stream leading up from my mouth and into my bangs on my wig. My clit was hard and pressing. " Can i join?" he jumps in. "Uh. I guess. I mean, if you don't mind us being there." "Well it's your gym right? To be honest, uhm, i ....don't realy know much about working out." "Right. Well. Taylor and I can show you. It's chest day today, if you are into that?" To be honest, his chest already looked amazing. Clearly visable through his tight tank top."Yeah whatever. I follow your lead." Damn i realy like how that sounds. "Well come on in, or do u need to change?" I look him over. "Uhm...i. She's gonna be just fine, I promise."I gave her a quick hug then set her back down on the floor. She went flying out the bedroom door and I could hear the pounding of her feet as she went galloping down the stairs.I looked around the bedroom for an instant. I took a couple of quick sniffs, thinking I smelled smoke, but not seeing anything out of the ordinary, shrugged my shoulders and got out of bed. I pulled on a pair of comfortable old jeans and headed out and down the hall to my sister's.