I’m leaving.” she yelled back. “What?” he asked. He then added, “Lemme shut this thing down. I can’t hear anything over the racket.” So...saying, he turned off the motor and jumped down from the driver’s seat. “Now, what’d you say about grieving?” he asked. “Not grieving,” she replied. “Leaving.” “Oh. So soon? I mean you just got here. You weren’t here yesterday when I was mowing.” “Yesterday, I was on the Eastern Shore. The other side of Easton, she said and then immediately wondered why she. "Some improvement, but still a long way to go," was Helen's dry comment. I almost got the impression that she had timed my effort. "Further intensive training required. Back to the drawing board."I knew that the 'drawing board' in this case meant the torture chamber, the by now familiar position, pinned with my back to the wall. The 'drawing board' also meant the harness around my cock and balls, the device I remembered so painfully well from the day before.Helen stroked my cock until it was. .." As i shift my stuff down on a nearby Couch "We have a surprise for you" She was beaming directly at me. My attention was directed away as I saw a girl come walking down the stairs, Wearing a red shirt with a vest over, Bennie cap, and Skinny jeans,And had pinkish red hair."Hey this place isn't that bad" She walked lower to the main floor "And Wheres the bathroom" Soon she stares at me with these eyes that could kill. "Say Hello To Your New Step Sister" i tried so hard not to say 'DA FUK'. I enjoyed fingering his asshole as he stroked my soapy cock. In a ritual manner he turned and faced the shower wall and guided my cock to his ass. My soapy cock slid easily into to soapy asshole. He braced himself with both hands on the shower wall and arched his back accentuating his shapely ass. I ran my hands over his curvy ass as I fucked him methodically with long slow strokes. I pulled my cock almost out of his ass and then let it slide all the way back in. He looked so hot with my dick.