Markus, Melissa. That is all I know about from my end. Could that captain of yours be in on this unknown hold order that almost got you?" I asked Darl...."While you met him under peculiar circumstances, I don't believe he would be a party to something like this. I vote for your baddies," she said with a grin."Ok. My baddies it is. Marla? Do you have us covered?" I asked her.She nodded, and kept looking at the police car that was still at the end of the driveway."What's with the guard?" Marla. You can write to me on I was in my dad’s office one evening as my dad had gone out of town. When i was busy talking to a few employees, a hot girl wearing a grey spaghetti top and skinny denims with red bra straps visible walks in asking the staff for her shopping bags. I was puzzled and was wondering why is a random stranger asking for her bags at my office? And to add to the confusion one guy got up and gave her the bags too.Just when the puzzled look became quite evident on my face, she. "You're cock is mine!" she hissed, before squeezing my arse cheeks through my jeans.I was stunned not surprisingly, this was my stepsister after all, a member of my family, and yes we were only related by marriage, but still it was the girl I had grown up with.Then she thanked my father for fetching her, before she grabbed her bags and headed off upstairs to her room, and as she did, she gave me a wink, before leaving me looking totally bewildered."You okay Sam?" asked my stepmother"Yeah" I. A paragraph, perhaps two before she reached the end and she caved, her body going rigid for a brief moment, her legs trapping my head, squeezing almost painfully as she cried out, cumming so hard that her cream gushed out all over my face, dripping onto my tongue as I did my best to lap it up, eager for her taste, praying silently that she might even piss on me, too embarrassed to voice that desire out loud. Afterwards, we lay in each other’s arms, spent, but quickly recovering our strength,.