.. "I told you I'm not gay!" I said, He then replied with"Look it's not gay, you told me a woman did it to you before that wasn't gay was it? How is t...is any different" I said, "the difference is your a guy" he replied "yeh but think about how good it felt when you were fucking her how much you enjoyed it" I knew what he was doing, trying to get me to think about my horny times with Rachael so I'd get turned on. It was working I realised I was actually starting to get hard. I hadn't replied for. ’ The statement caused Cale a little trouble, because he didn’t know what was meant, or if it was her mind wandering. ‘I’m sorry,’ she smiled as she saw his confusion, ‘What I wanted to say was, are you doing what you can for her, now that her useless bag of shit husband has lost her?’ ‘He’s doing just fine, Gramma,’ Sylvia said to help Cale past this, ‘I’m sure I’d be a wreck without Cale. He seems to know what I need, whether it’s to talk or just to get out of the house.’ ‘Well I’ve always. I turned it on. It made not so much noise…I sat down on the end of the bed and sank into the soft pillow…I then leaned on my back, bending my legs, so my dress rode up to my waist. I put the tip of that thick huge toy to my wet panties. Being so naughty had made my panties get soaked. Very slowly, I guided the vibrator up and down the length of my slit, against the thin material. I closed my eyes and began to push even harder against the wet flimsy material. As the intense pleasure began to. She had a pretty pussy. She had just a little hair over her cunt. Her pussy lips were pink and flimsy. I worked my tongue up and down her pussy lips and paid attention to her clit. I had heard that the clit is very sensitive to a woman. I worked my tongue in circles over her clit. My stepsister was moaning and holding my hands, while grinding into my face. I separated her lips with my tongue and began to tongue fuck her wet pussy. “Billy, that feels so good. Oh God!” I worked my tongue.