She was heaven. I lowered my head and took her nipple. Nibbling, biting, teasing. Her tits were magnificent. She cuddled my head forcing me to take mo...e of her tits into my mouth. I had to have more. I trailed my kisses down her stomach and lowered her panties as I went. Her bush was wet and shiny. I rubbed her mound and licked her lips. “Oh God, Oh Yes” she panted. My fingers spread her lips and I slid one than two fingers inside her. In and out, back and forth. I flicked her clit with my. Like father, like son, the men of their family came to power by figuring out how to get what they wanted.Patrick pulls up in the driveway, his black Lamborghini shimmering in the California sun as he parks it next to a Mercedes he recognizes as his best friend Peters. He adjusts his rear-view mirror, checking out his hair one more time with a grin. As he walks in the front door and starts to head to his room, he hears his step-mother screaming like a banshee in heat from the upstairs. He knew. And she’d spoken the truth: he was the only fantasy she’d ever had. She hadn’t even realized it was a fantasy until she’d blurted it out. Sexual fantasies were not part of her remit, or they shouldn’t be, but she relaxed before any guilt feelings could spoil her mood, making her question whether she was doing right or wrong. She was here now, determined to make the most of it and totally enjoy her stay. Allowing her mind to become jumbled with guilt and thoughts of Naeem and her homelife. My dark hair hung in big waves down to my mid back. No mistress, I was touching myself in the car. I couldnt wait, he said, grinning sheepishly. I scratched my fingernails down Derricks stomach, leaving big red lines in his skin. He winced and took a step back. On your knees, I said, unbuttoning the front of my dress and letting it fall open to reveal a large purple strap on. Derricks eyes widened in surprise as he took in the site of my naked tits. The surprise turned to fear when he looked.