"Maybe we should get downstairs," Jack sighed."Sorry. I'm excited," Patrick said before going down the stairs, his dimpled butt leading the way, and w...en they got downstairs the lad brought Jack into a little room next to the furnace, a room that had held junk before."Fixed it up a little bit," Patrick said with a shrug of the shoulders, and not only was Jack pleased to see that his future stepson had taken care of one of the things on his Mom's list by cleaning it up, but the cot on the floor. I sat up and kissed all over her chest, licking and sucking her pert nipples before pulling her face towards me again to kiss her, as she continued to ride me. I pushed her backwards, flipping her onto her back, bringing me down on top of her to plunge my dick back inside her. She spread her legs nice and wide, holding back her knees to expose her pussy as openly as possible for me. I fucked her hard, building up to a strong, fast rhythm that began to make her bed creak. Any of her housemates. To make it short, I had sex with your wife, my stepmother."He almost scared me when he burst out laughing. "Son," he answered me," this is wonderful. At least somebody fucked that beautiful, cold wife of mine. Sex with her stopped quite a while ago, when she wanted her own bedroom. I love her so much and so I am glad at least she was given some good sex. You should continue. If she enjoys, and you enjoy, I will be happy. My time will come, thanks to you. I never dreamed I would thank my son for. I left before David woke up from the gas.As I walked into the lounge across the street, I saw a woman walk up to the door at Room 129. She had on an overcoat. She opened the door and walked in.I called Jill and told her I probably would be later than I expected. Maybe I would drive half way home and find a motel. I had a feeling Billy was going to be real tired.Jill told me not to drive while drinking or if I'm tired. She would have breakfast ready for me in the morning.I said, "Jill, I love.