While the water kettle boiled away, Kevin peeked at his phone. He uploaded the pictures onto the house computer, so he could enjoy them in a higher r...solution at a later point. Hell, he'd watched them in front of Margo, who had gasped and ran away, only to return an hour later with no memory of the event. Yes, Kevin had a good thing going.Steven was coming home in a week. But these short visits were but small intermissions in Kevin's twisted games with the neighborhood MILF. So he'd go. A feeling of joy and elation. I looked at myself in the mirror again, turning my body to get a look at myself. I was beautiful - a mane of dark tresses that hung down just below my shoulders, expressive brown eyes, a heart shaped face with sensuous lips. And I had the compact little body of a trainer topped off with the natural blessing of two exceptionally perky tits. I swiveled my hips to get a look at my round booty, the product of thousands of squats and lunges. And my thoughts. ‘Brace yourself though, she may be more then you can handle.’ ‘So I just walk up to her?’ ‘Just say ‘Hi, I’m Brandon’ and she’ll be yours,’ I assured him. ‘Okay…here I go.’ And off he went. Carlos and I trailed behind to watch the action. Carlos hadn’t said a whole lot since we were upstairs, but I knew the curiosity was killing him. Brandon was approaching Angela off in the back corner near some Silent Scope video games. Carlos and I hung out by a driving game near the entrance to this. And her face was a picture that I cannot describe other than she seemed to come to life like somebody discovering sexual arousal and pleasure for the very first time.'You don't need these,' I said about her panties, whipping them off and pushing her knees backward, giving her a show as I dived deep into her pussy and continued to lap away. Her eyes were wide, her mouth was hung open and she was trying not to make a sound but there was no mistaking the sharp breathe that would escape her mouth..