Who would I go out with, who could I actually handle spending a great deal of time alone with.I smiled slightly and Keira noticed. 'Who were you think...ng about?''You wouldn't believe me if I told you.''Leila Miranda.' She answered immediately.Man she was good, if her and Stella should ever team up I would have no chance at all. 'Yeah, what do you think?' I said at last.'I think she's not your type, and you like her, so don't just use her.''Hmm.' I stroked my chin. She was right again. If was. And when I eventually finished, I rose up to stare down at the lovely, sweating female specimen lying so nakedly on the wrinkled bed in front of me. My semen which I poured so triumphantly on her hairy pussy and her lower belly rolled down onto the bedspread. I thought she would never visit me again after that but I was surprised she not only refused to go home quickly that day but she came visiting again the next day. And I didn't relent to give her another second ferocious banging that day. Mother is in control now.” As I slowly began to pull Susan’s bootie shorts over her hips by the elastic waist band, Mrs. Levine screamed, “PULL HER PANTS DOWN, MAC. WE HAVEN’T GOT ALL DAY. BE A FUCKING MAN!” I forcibly yanked the shorts down almost causing Susan to fall off her step mother’s lap. I pulled them down to her knees exposing an ass that was just as beautiful as I had ever dreamed it would be. Susan obviously didn’t like to wear panties. Her tan lines were such that she obviously. I was 16. Carrie was just a few months older. With such a large group, there weren't bedrooms for everybody at the house during our visit. Sleeping accommodations for the kids was a series of cots set up in the living room and den, side by side by side, bunkhouse style. Girls in the living room. Boys in the den. After the usual day of family activity... sightseeing, shopping, visiting local relatives, etc., we all returned to the house and prepared for an early bedtime. Grandma and Grandpa were.