Her brain had no wiring toprocess it, nothing to relate it to. Yet another corner of her newreality explored."So, are you two really up to spending th... day with a PMSing Amazon?"Nicole's sense of humor fitfully reasserted itself as she eased into anew 'period' in her life. And at that thought she snickered to herselfand truly began the day."And we're supposed to tell the difference exactly how?" Artemis shotback."Ouch! I'm wounded. But that's OK. I never get mad, I get *even*,"Nicole. “Fuck you’re so tight. Doesn’t your husband fuck you enough?” He started pounding my pussy while he grabbed on to my hips with one hand and my hair by the other. He started spanking my ass so hard that it started burning from the pain.But it felt so good. I wanted more. Hard sex always was my fantasy. Before I could cum he suddenly stopped moving. His dick was still in my pussy but I could tell he was planning something. I felt him pour something wet and thick on my asshole. I could tell it was. There were tears in my eyes and I was only vaguely aware that the girl I’d so nobly saved was still there and had her arm wrapped around my waist to support me.Then there were the cops and the pain in my stomach took a different tinge. Just what I needed. He started in Czech and I answered that I only spoke English.“Papers,” he barked at me.“Do you have your passport with you?” the girl whispered to me. I nodded and unzipped the secure pocket in my shirt to pull my documents out. After checking. Normally, I would find a way to hide my desire for her. However, there was one outfit that was equally innocent and naughty that really got me going and made me want to satisfy my urge for her. For some weird reason, I was very aroused whenever I saw my stepdaughter in her cheerleader outfit. Sara's light blue and gold top was very appealing, and it emphasized the size of her breasts. Her navy blue miniskirt was very short, and it succeeded at teasing me. I enjoyed staring at my stepdaughter's.