Frank let out his breath in a rattling, overexcited sigh. He already had his hand draped over the stiffness that had manifested under his pants.He swa...lowed and forced himself to pull his hand away and close down the folder. He closed his eyes and discovered he was panting lightly. He uttered a soft curse.He hated his stepsister. As much as the pics of her aroused him -- because they aroused him -- he hated her with a passion. He hated his stepmother as well, for being just as attractive. He. So did Betty, and she pulled back his foreskin and started to lick the tip and the rim, then took it deep into her mouth. “He’s getting hard,” she said. She wasn’t joking. It was standing up, thick, eight inches plus. Betty lay down on her back on the floor, opened her legs and Jean-Louis was down on her and in, almost as if he were afraid of losing his erection. He pumped away. “Yes, my love. Yes, my love,” she screamed. I was getting excited again just watching it. She had a. “I had a feeling you might call" she replied "and I’m definitely glad you did. Tell you what, how about you come round this Saturday around lunchtime, bring a bottle of wine and we’ll hang out, I’m sure I can cheer you up”“Sounds good to me, here’s my number (04xx xxx xxx). Just text me your details and I’ll see you then” I replied, not believing my luck.I hung up the phone with a grin on my face and an even bigger one when her text message came through not a almost instantly. I wandered back. ” She was informed. Trudy put it on, noting just how short it was, it barely concealed her pussy, and padded on stockinged feet into the dining room. All the other women were seated around the dinning table save for Anna & Bess who apparently were upstairs getting changed. All the women wore dressing gowns Identical to Trudy’s, some left theirs undone. All were still wearing their nylons and most of those were laddered and holed and would almost certainly never be worn again. There was a round.