But, we will talk about this again. I want to fuck that cunt of yours.”My stepbrother pulled up his shorts and moved back to the front seat. I als... opened my door and fixed my hair and makeup. I wanted to make sure that I looked hot for Mr. Anderson. I also put a breath mint into my mouth so my mouth didn’t taste of cock.After a few minutes, we were at Mr. Anderson’s house. My stepbrother looked at me with a weird look.“I’ll pick you up in a few hours.”“Okay.”I was in a seducing mode. I. Now Dave was in control again. He pushed himself deep into my throat. I sucked and played with my tongue, but he was in charge. He pushed himself deep and hard inside me. Faster and faster. Then he finally moaned a long moan and shoved his cock into my throat and didn't release. That's when I felt him cumming. He shot his load deep into my throat, forcing my to swallow every last drip. He didn't let go until he'd released the last drop.When he pulled out of my mouth I coughed and gasped for. We spent endless nights having phone sex and sexting one another about what we wanted to and finally she told me to just come see her. I finally worked up the courage to go and I will never forget it. I got to her house around 8 that night, and she was home alone waiting for me. She answered the door wearing a nightie and instantly I felt my clit throb. She looked so sexy standing there. I pushed her against the wall and began to make out with her and couldn't stop myself from sliding my cold. The thirty-year old cursed at himself as he attempted to rise to his feet and failed miserably. On his second try, he was able to stand up, but his legs wouldn’t let him move.“DAMMIT! Why the Hell did I drink so much last night?” he asked himself as he wobbled his way to the bathroom.As he staggered through the hallway, he caught a whiff of the familiar scent of bacon frying in a pan. This didn’t strike him as odd until he stepped up to the toilet and started relieving himself.“Who the fuck is.