About a year and a half later I met and subsequently married a hot little number that I still cater to today.That brings me to when I started bringing...a “partner in crime.”Living just down the street, we were often over there having dinner or just visiting. My new wife and my stepmom would often trade clothes and go shopping together and that’s how this next bit started.One weekend, Dad and stepmom, Kelli, were going out of town for a long weekend vacation and asked us to feed the cat and make. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the feeling of his cock within me, his mouth on my breast taking me higher, pushing me closer to the edge with every thrust. My legs locked around his waist and my whole body shook as I went over the edge. It felt like free diving off a cliff into an ocean of sensation. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Suddenly he pulled out of me and I could feel a splash of something hot and wet against my thighs. I sat there, forehead resting against his as. I could see her chest moving up and down with heavy breaths. I then pulled the top of her leotard off around her shoulders and down to her waist. She was wearing a bra so I stuck my arms around her back and undid it. ‘That’s better.’ she said, ‘Its so suffocating in this bra.’ I felt a slight tingle between my legs when I saw her breasts. She didn’t seem in a rush to conceal them either. They were elastic and perky, not too saggy but not pokey either. She saw me looking at her chest and leaned. The clerk was no help when he delivered both the meals on a single tray. Amber grabbed it quickly and moved toward the tables. I had no choice but to follow. I was losing control and knew I hopelessly lacked tact. I didn’t want to be rude today. The day had started out so well. I had new glass after all. Amber moved to a table next to a small blue backpack that had claimed one of the seats. I assumed the backpack was hers. It was larger than a kid’s school backpack, but smaller than one of.