My step mom was about 38-40 something like that and not bad looking to my untrained eye, she worked as a hostess in a 'gentlemens' club, whatever that...was. This meant she would often be getting up when I was coming home from school. I remember one time she was coming down the stairs as I walked in, she had on a dressing gown that wasn't done up and I caught a glimpse of her tits, I went straight up to my bedroom and had a good jerk off. As she was in and out of the house and asleep when I. I trust you have sorted your safe places?"Nervously Ray stutters, "Dan mate, I don't have anywhere. I live in a flat and nowhere to hide anything" Shit boy, you have had plenty of time to sort somewhere" I know but I have had things on my mind, any chance of stashing mine with yours?" You know the rule. Nobody knows where each other's places are" Yes I understand that, but it will be your stash place, not where you stay, also if this is your last job what difference would it make"Thinking about. Freshen up and come down in an hour. We have a small function.” Slouched in a chair in a corner of his cousin’s room and smoking a cigarette, Aditya looked around. “Room’s too fancy for a college kid,” he frowned, thinking of his own at home. Before he could formulate another thought, the bathroom door creaked open, and there stood an intensely hot young woman composed of curves Aditya had never seen before, fresh out of her bath. She was drying her hair, her clean body covered by only a small. Her children, who had been so violently opposed to the man next door, had altered their opinions to the point that they were in FAVOR of this crazy idea.She sat on the edge of her bed, wrapped in her fluffy robe. She wanted to hear somebody tell her it would work again. She stood and went towards her son's room.Robby lay on his bed in the warm evening. He was naked and his hand was wrapped firmly around his straining prick. He had given it only a few leisurely strokes when he heard a soft.