“But why should I make you feel good?” She whispers in my ear before pulling back so she is resting on her hands and knees above me and trapping m... against the bed like she had the last time she had kissed me.“Because I... You... I...” I stumble over my words knowing that because I love her wouldn’t be a good enough reason for Adrianna and I don’t know how to put into words that my body is so hot and I’m so aroused right now that it practically hurts and the only way to relieve it would be. He had a bag setting in the corner and told me to hand it to him, so he could gime me my suprise. I handed it to him and he reached in side and toke out a jar of vaseline. it was not the suprise i thought. i was wondering whar he was going to do with a jar of vaseline. He then told me to get on my knees in the chair with my little ass facing him. Like a good sisy boy i always did what he told me. Then he started to lick my asshole. It was nice and warm having his tounge probe my asshole and. .She closed down and top of me while maintaining her steady thrusting. I was so wet and horny, it was unbelievable. I was countering each thrust back with my own hip movement up. Our breasts rub together as she got down on her elbows over me and kissed my passionately. I was so close to the brink that I was moaning with each thrust. Mehek slid her hands under my waist, holding our bodies tightly together, still maintaining her in and out, in and out. This allowed her to thrust more deeply into. I crept back to bed and made do with a girly mag I found in dad's sock drawer. She arrived on Friday, and dad announced this was my new step-mum who had come to stay for the weekend, bringing her bossy daughter Molly, who said she was 15. Molly was really cute – short dark hair, a lovely smile, small tits in a tight tee-shirt and long legs emerging from a short skirt. We were lying in the garden when I told her about the photos on dad's laptop, and nervously asked if she had ever fisted."How.