Stephen quickly exploded in this new and exciting territory of her amazing little body. She was so happy to feel his come streaming inside her that sh... sobbed quietly - she was his again in every way. After that first time, she would ask Stephen for the same treatment now and again. It usually happened when he took her from behind, each of them on their knees. She'd drop her shoulders to the floor, and look back at him to softly ask, "Stephen, could you?" She didn't need to say anything more.. Soaking, luxuriating, expanding until…I feel the edge. The point of contact. The curve of a pelvis embracing my bottom. Nerves awaken instantly, firing, signaling, flowing, growing exponentially as if to explode. This time, maybe I will explode… maybe.Waves of warmth ripple from the epicenter, waking adjacent nerve pathways. Molten lava flows up the spine, and along the way ripples flow to the front gently waking the core and expanding out through my pussy. Little electric sparks beginning at. It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep. She hadn’t noticed it herself, but she was fatigued.A few hours into Erika’s sleep, her body impolitely woke her from a pleasant dream. For a few seconds the evening’s troubles were a forgotten memory, until the saliva quickly building in her mouth urgently reminded her of why there was a bucket on the floor next to her. A line of bad curses quickly ran through her mind as she turned the lamp on the side table on with a smack, reached for the bucket. “Rebecca, Rick and I have some wonderful news,” she said. My whole world caved in in that moment. Everything went into slow motion. My vision blurred and voices became distorted. They must be getting married. Oh my god! I had had sex with my future step father, who was only year older than me. A man that I despise. My mother was almost twice his age. There was nothing for it. I would have to move out. “Rebecca?” Mother asked me, jolting me back into reality. “Mother how could you?” .