“A Matthew from school?”“No mom! Matthew! Your step-son, my step-brother!”“Good lord Jessie. What the hell were you thinking? Your own s...ep-brother?”“It wasn’t Jessie’s fault!”My mom looked at Stephanie, “Oh really?”Stephanie relayed the entire story to my mother, including my statements of wanting John’s baby.“Well now I know there are two sluts in this family.” Many months went by. My mother was showing a very pregnant tummy, while mine was just taking a good shape. We never told my. I wasn't dressed but I answered the door wearing one of Mark's Harley Tee shirts and nothing underneath. I had slept in it.Robert had another bag of clothes with him and said these would be my outfit for the day. I told him I would shower and be right back. He told me he'd like to watch me shower and shave so I took him by the hand and led him back to my bedroom where I stripped off the Tee shirt and he watched as I soaped up and then shaved my legs, arm pits and pussy before stepping out and. Jace withdraws his cock from my mouth and I blink in confusion as he pulls his shorts back up before his hands gently draw me up to my feet and into his arms, his cock springs up against my stomach as he kisses me tenderly on the mouth. He lifts me effortlessly and carries me to the stairs, I wonder momentarily whether he’ll be able to navigate the stairs while carrying me like a baby before he readjusts me so that my legs are wrapped around his hips while I hold his shoulders. Jace kisses my. We'll be boarding in just a few minutes." "Thanks." Richie followed the redhead toward an unmarked door. Her shortskirt was so tight she had to take tiny steps, not that she was likely to breakinto a trot in her four-inch heels. The VIP Lounge was all leather and dark stained wood and chrome. He guessedthere were twenty-plus guys in there, average age fifty, drinking whisky andsmoking cigars. They were all dressed like they were about to hit the linksof their favorite country club, and he.