“Fuuuuuck.” He breathed. He walked over to inspect the damage. How can a water balloon break a fucking window? Upon closer inspection he noticed t...at his step-sister had the window partially lowered. Shit. There was red dye all over the driver seat, steering wheel, and dash board mixed in with pieces of broken glass. I’m screwed big time, he thought. Not only did I just screw up her car, but I did it with the slinger which I wasn’t supposed to have anymore. Renee, his step-sister had told him. I amworried about you," I explained to my mother. She smiled up at methrough her fading tears. I backed off and asked her if she neededanything. "No, I'm fine," she replied and pausing before stating "God Icould use a drink" My Aunts started giggling and I went and got mymother a glass of wine. Jenny followed me and stopped me as we got intothe kitchen."You know I have told you I loved you so many times, that it just maysound like words," Jenny says, "But what you just did makes me love. " Since there are four of them and only one of you, they would be twice as happy maybe more so, if I helped you out with your marital obligations. Of course, only if you are willing."My beloved son, I had never thought of that possibility, but I believe that you are absolutely right. I would like for us to compare our endowments, so I may see that you are up to doing it, if that is alright with you." Oh my father, I will gladly do that for you:So I drop my robe and stand there nude in front of. Tasted it.” It was as though Angela had the power to summon my sperm by words alone. She was barely touching me, yet my dick was leaking and had already formed a small - but growing - wet spot. “I woke up with a massive wet spot this morning,” Angela admitted, looking down at the evidence of my excitement. “That was why I jumped straight in the shower.” I wondered which panties she had been wearing overnight; imagined pulling them down and cleaning out the sticky oozing mess with my mouth. “I.