"What should I do?" About what?" This," Tracey replied, pointing down to her huge erection. Her eyes lowered down to her step-mum's breasts, bursting ...ut of her low cut purple top and then quickly turned away but made her cock harder. She gulped nervously as it grew larger straining through the material of her nightdress."The doctors said there was a fifty percent chance that this may happen," her step-mum began to explain."What do you mean?" Tracey asked.She sighed heavily. "When you were. Moreover, it is not yet clear whether this will come to a session or not.One thing I want to tell you, then you may decide if you want me to be your strict director. There are actually only two rules: During the session, I‘m in charge. Although during the session, you can influence the session through your behaviour. Through contradiction or disobedience, you can show me that you want more. Otherwise, you must behave quieter. I will not make it easier or harder because you say so, and I will. She kept sucking on the head of his cock for a few minutes. Jonny moaned a few times but was still asleep. He eventually let go of it. Christine took it out of her mouth and then slowly, deftly climbed on top of him, straddling him. She gently held his cock in her hand, pressed the head between her kitty’s lips, and slowly lowered herself down on it. It took a little while before she could get it all the way inside her, but when she did, she cried out, it felt so good, and Jonny turned his head. C. Honeyhead was a woman! A beautiful woman, to be exact, five-foot-ten, statuesque, with finely chiseled, intelligent features, dazzling blue eyes and a head of thick, blonde hair that looked almost like a lion's mane. She was wearing a tailored gray business suit that tried to hide, but only served to amplify, two of the largest breasts that any of them had ever seen."Hi, everybody," she said, beaming a brilliant smile at them all.Wanda and Daisy looked at her with envy; both immediately.