"Anyone I tell can wear me like a toy daddy, that's it fuck me, please oh god you're hurting me; mark flips me over onto my knees and forces the top o... my body to lay on the couch shoulder, swapping again I explain in detail as I ease my finger into her pink rose bud making her squeal urging me on to explore her every crevice, I ease my finger out and splash a squirt of marks "special" lube onto Amelia's hole then seamlessly switch as he rams that large rod into my little ass. I gasp in. Around 8 pm we stopped at a nearby restaurant and had dinner. About 9 pm I split with Elan.I got home a little after 9 pm and there was a car in my driveway. I said to myself who can be this late. When I got in the house there was a black gentleman in his middle 50s sitting on the couch and drinking beer with my hubby. Joe introduced me to him as my wife Annie and him to me as good friend Bob. He goes to my hubby "Joe you are one lucky man" I blushed and my hubby thanks Bob and suggests to me. "If you don't before we get done, I'll just have to pout," Cassie threatened, making it obvious that she counted on being fondled.Hector proved more than true to his word. He especially enjoyed playing with her breasts as he washed them, which naturally made her nipples harden as she felt his highly sensual touch on her tits. Her cleavage always excited him, something very feminine and desirable about her that he truly loved. He took far longer washing her bosom that he really needed to, given. My whole world caved in in that moment. Everything went into slow motion. My vision blurred and voices became distorted. They must be getting married. Oh my god! I had had sex with my future step father, who was only year older than me. A man that I despise. My mother was almost twice his age. There was nothing for it. I would have to move out. “Rebecca?” Mother asked me, jolting me back into reality. “Mother how could you?” “Pardon?“ she shook her head. “We have some wonderful news,” she.