My father passed away when I was three, lasting slightly longer than the doctors gave him. My mother was distraught but was and still is a strong woma.... For quite a while she didn’t date, instead, making sure my education and well-being came first.I was a good student and by the time I was ten, I was far ahead of most of my class. My mother decided it was time for her to go back out into the dating world and within the year she was remarried. My step-father at first was nice, but it didn’t. That's where you spend almost a third of your life nine months a year. You talk about waiting till you know each other before you have sex and then you deliberately won't tell her about a major part of your life? Do you really think you're so worthless that people would think what you are, what you feel, what you fear, what you're confused about aren't important?" I don't know what to say, Mom. I guess I do. I almost feel it's an imposition to worry you or take up your time. And that other. But then our speed picked up again, as did our breathing, as did our moans and groans, and soon we were fucking like two love-starved animals.When I started to come I thrusted into her as hard as I could and I cracked my head on the headboard. I came like a suddenly-unkinked hose; I could feel the intense surge in my penis as my cum rose up through my shaft, once, twice, and again and again. I was just about done when Cindy began. Her mouth let out a high-pitched howl and her nails dug into my. She then clambered onto the bed with us and promptly began sucking on one of Jessica's nipples. I felt a torrent of wetness coat my cock as Jessica shuddered. She shrieked "Oh my fuckkkkkkkkkkking fuck fuck fucking gaaaàwwwd."Her pussy contracted rapidly on my cock. I knew my cum was close. I pulled my soaking wet dick out of Jessica and shoved her onto her back. I reentered her and began absolutely pummelling her smooth cunt. Her pussy didn't stop contracting. Joanne shoved her own.