It all started when my step sister was 16 she was still living at home with our parents, i am 7 years older than my step sister and just moved into my...new place, I was one Sunday afternoon and went to my parents to visit (well to get a Sunday dinner lol)I still had a key to my parents’ house, i let myself in and called out hello but there was no answer, as i was walking up the stairs i could hear light moaning noise, i got to the top of the stairs and my step sisters door was slightly open. Alice told her it was a forgotten subject."Do you know that you could probably get in Charlene and Erica's good graces if they knew the whole story? Have you thought of that?" Mom, neither Alice nor I are worried about what they think. We have talked about it many times. I have forbidden Alice to tell her mother anything about that afternoon; Erica will have to come to terms with her own conscious. It's her loss refusing to talk with us; she is missing the enjoyment of watching her. Give it to me. Come inside me.” “Ah, hell yeah,” Greg said, his voice full of excitement. His fingers dug into her hips and he drove his cock into her depths with full force once again. Hearing how much it turned her young lover on, she continued to encourage him. “I want it. I want your cum. I’m going to come too. Fuck me hard.” “You want that load up in you?” Greg asked, his voice tight. Now mindless of how her voice might carry, she answered, “Give it to me!” The last word turned into a. Umm—Mom, where are you going? Mother! What are you doing? I thought you qui…’ The irritated young wife stopped in mid-word as her cell phone rang. ‘About damn time you called. Wait a second—I don’t recognize this number. Maybe he borrowed a phone.’ She pressed the connect button, ‘Dylan is that you?’ ‘Hello. Is this Mrs. Hunt?’ a strange voice asked. The young woman felt a cold chill when she heard her married name. She hesitated and said, ‘This is Mrs. Hunt, who is this?’ ‘Mrs. Hunt, my name.