Charlie’s stepfather owned an enormous mansion and had loads of money, and he had been chosen as heir to all of it. He was one of the most eligible ...achelors in the area, to say the least, and his stepfather was happy to get both dates and sexual partners for him. He walked into the dining room, where his stepfather and stepsister had already finished their breakfast. ‘Hello!’ his stepsister cheerily said to him as he was leaving. Charlie gave her a quick smile in return, he had always liked. She told me that her boyfriend had decided to go into the military, and he was in boot camp in San Diego. She seemed angry at his patriotism and told me she hoped he never made it back from overseas because it served him right for deserting her bed and her beautiful bottom. She made no secret of her preference for anal style loving from behind and her eyes betrayed her dirty depths of lust that matched her female friend’s need for sex.Needless to say, I persuaded the pair of them to join Angela. His cock twitched violently.“But,” she went on. “It’s also sort of painful, isn’t it? The closer you get, the more you feel the need to let go. Oh! Wouldn’t it be great just to give in? Feel all that sticky cum force its way out from the depth of your balls – burst up through your bulging shaft. You’re so aroused, you’d probably shoot it several feet up into the air. You’d just love to feel that, wouldn’t you?”She masturbated him slowly, squeezing his cock hard.“Ah!” he gasped. “No! Not. He smiled shyly. Jaren clumsily pulled my tank up and over my head and then tossed it onto the floor. The rush of cool air from the room washed over my bare stomach, sending chills down my spine and causing my nipples to peak beneath my bra. Jaren couldn’t keep his mouth away from me then, kissing and licking down my chest to linger between my breasts. My hands were tangled in his shaggy blonde hair as I enjoyed the sensations a little too much. “Rosalina…” he mumbled, face still at my.