” I can only guess it's her husband. I stop fucking Irene, and she looks at me. “Don’t stop now. I was going to cum again,” she said with ...uch disappointment on her face. I can’t help myself and pull my cock out of her pussy. I then begin looking for my pants as he walks in. “Hi honey, I see we have a visitor,” he says, in a very calm and collected voice. “Yes love, and you’ve scared him. I was about to cover his cock with a gush of my juices. He’s been really good at making me cum. “Why?” “Your breasts are about to pop the buttons off that blouse!” “No it’s fine.” “Your bottom is round clearly outlined in those pants!” “I’m sorry I have a big butt mommy.” At this point I saw step mommy getting frustrated and angry at her daughter. “Your thong was visible above your pants. Go upstairs and change out of those god awful clothes.” Makaela stamped her foot much unlike the 22 year old she was. “Why do you always have to be such a bitch.” Pause. I knew Makaela had the. Our mouths find each other and we explode!We are both quaking from our orgasm and it is like we are a single body of joy. Our breath slows down and our hands caress each other. She pulls back and disengages just long enough to lean back and remove her panties. I do the same. Our knees are bright red from kneeling so long. Margaret leans back against the headboard and motions for me to sit in front of her. She reaches around and hugs me, bringing me closer to her. I can feel her breasts on my. With this my fight had stopped and he was at least able to push himself deep inside me. I could feel his large manhood trusting in and out of me. By body began to betray me and I could feel myself becoming moist and I let out a little moan of pleasureMy attacker laughed in deep voice he knew he had broken me; my body was enjoying his violating of my insides.“Feels like your enjoying this Slut” He said in confirmation of his victory.Tears were running down my face smearing my makeup, I could.