.. I met my family maybe once a year. My mom and stepdad did marry and had three c***dren. My parents love them and I always felt unloved and was jeal...us. After all, I am not their c***d but rather a constant mistake my mother made. I have made the same mistake twice and have two fatherless c***dren. One day after they moved back to Cebu and my family was all-together – I saw my NOT step- father masturbating. I have always thought about sex with him and thought it was wrong. After finding out. "Want a drink? I've got whiskey-- or whatever else--" Carrie produced two glasses, blew into one of them, then looked at the second and grimaced before placing it on the counter of dirty dishes to be done later-- at some future date. She found another-- a plastic mug that said LAMASTER & FOWLER: PARALEGAL on it."Uh. Yeah. What are you having?" Tequila," she said-- exhaling and removing her jacket and my own quickly. Her body came into view again and I drank the sight of her in."Me too," I. ..? As Alice began to get faster and harder, she leant forward and pushed the back of my head down, under my body. From this position, I found that my own, very erect, cock was only a few inches from my face. I attempted to lick head of my bobbing cock as it came closer and closer to my open mouth. "When the little girl cums I want her to do it all over her own face, is that understood? "Yes Mistress" I replied. Oddly excited by what was about to happen, I attempted to get my mouth as close to. She danced closer to me as the final strains of the song ended, then turned and sat on my lap. She leaned forward and kissed me softly. She slowly rubbed her nipples back and forth across my chest. I reached up and slid her dress off and tossed it over the back of the sofa. Carrie was pressing her heat against my bulge and moving her hips back and forth, almost as if the music were still playing. Her moisture quickly soaked through my thin pajamas and I could feel.