Going right back for more, I took more of him in my mouth, up and down I bobbed my head each time taking more, and more. I went as far as I could and ...eld him there. His cock was thick and long, and I hadnt mastered the art of deep throating, but it wasnt for a lack of trying. I bobbed my head vigorously adding suction as I pulled away, he was holding my head loosely at that point and I could feel him getting close. It didnt take long at all and before I felt his cock start to expand and he. ”“What are they paying you?” Donna asked.“Let’s give her a minute, let her get herself under control,” Jason said, relaxing his grip on her hair. “Any Kleenex in this place?”A half-hour later Donna said, “So ... what are they paying you?”“They paid for everything...” Bethany replied. “They set me up in business, the money coming through shell companies. It all started when I was still in college. My family ... things went bad for them, financially. They were friends of Emil Vanson, not in. ”“Hey, sure. It was awesome. But no, it just kind of happened, didn’t it? I don’t want to fuck you again. Well, not regularly, anyway.”I chucked a pillow at him, and he chucked it back.“Anyway, it was Sally’s fault really,” I said.“Yes, and your fault about the pissing.”I paused before answering. “Yeah, I admit that was a bit kinky. But hot, too.”“Mmmm. Like fucking the girl I’ve known since we were kids.”“Yeah.” Another pause. “You were good though.”He laughed. “Well, thanks for that. “Ohhhh…Fuuucckk…Unngghh!” we cried as the orgasms sent waves of pleasure through our body and made our pussies squirt. We were full of lust and our mouths happily welcomed the heavenly juices.We were in bed kissing each other until Rachel said, “I want to fuck your son.”“Yes, he needs it.” I said. There was no way I was going to deprive my step-son of this amazing woman.A few days later, we had everything set up and ready to go for the celebration, but we hadn’t foreseen that my step-son would.