” “He’s not here, and Gina is out for the night.” “I’m a bit drunk, but go on and show me what you mean exactly.” I kneeled down and ...ightly began to suckle on my stepmother's nipples. She didn't even move. Then I spread my stepmother's thighs and licked her sweet, bald pussy. Her cunt tasted better than my stepsister’s. It was kind of a nutty, musky scent. I worked my tongue all over her clit and began to tongue fuck my stepmother's wet cunt. She was now grinding on my face. She loved what. I wasdressed as before, full pink and grey makeup and in baby pink satinretro-styled lingerie and apron except my panties were at my feet, and Iwas bent over the sofa, getting vigorously fucked by my husband. He hadcaught me while I was vacuuming the living room and took his libertieswith me. I squealed in girlish delight at being ravished by my husbandand moaned in bliss at being so wonderfully fucked.After filling me with his cum, I pulled up my sheer panties so thegusset could trap the cum. He asked if young Sammy would join him at his room for lunch.It was sunny outside, just after noon. The bed took up most of the room and was pushed up against the only window. No curtain or shade adorned the window. Like the twink’s cock, the window was naked.Sammy was perched, somewhat up on a pillow, and through the window, he could see the action and hear the sounds of the city below. The sunshine lit up the room completely and cut a line across Sammy’s smooth midriff.“You know, sugar – I. Even after it passed, I still felt as if it wasn’t finished, and I felt as though I was on the verge of yet another orgasm. Our eyes never made contact as our bodies tried to recover from what we had experienced. I had almost forgotten that I wasn’t alone until my sister hurried passed me. I didn’t even feel her move away from me. My pussy still burned as though I needed release, and my fingers immediately went down my shorts. My shorts were absolutely soaked through, and it was as if a gallon.