’ ‘Marzipan.’ I smirk. He removes his bowler and runs his fingers back through his hair, resting his cane against the table as he sits opposit... me. It’s a lovely cane – mahogany in length, with a silver horse-head for the handle, I fear I may have been gazing at it for too long. His eyebrows are raised. ‘There will have to come a day when you can think of something better than ‘Marzipan’.’ ‘I’ll come up with something better when you change your ill-ridden name to something I can work. Gah...” she squealed. No words came out. Just syllables. The back of her left hand pressed against her mouth. Matt was pumping his step sister’s pussy faster now. More firmly. A steady hard finger pressed inside her with her whole step brother’s arm. Every sound she made only made it worse for her. He followed her cues like the game it was. The more she moaned the more he did what he was doing.“Oh fu- fuck mmm...” Stephanie bit the meat on the back of her hand to keep from crying out in her. I walked into the kitchen naked and stood in the doorway and told Mike good luck again. Then I walked over to him and kissed him on the lips and squeezed his cock through his pants and smiled at him, then at my husband and then left for my bedroom. Mike stood watching his mom walk away and Rob was smiling when I turned and looked again before walking into my bedroom.Forty-five minutes later, Beth and I were in my car driving to the gym where her gymnastics meet was being held. It was about a. "My cock was like a searchlight pointing straight ahead. I found his mouth and he wrapped his hand around my penis and started to stroke it licking the precum from the tip. It was very pleasant but nothing I'd ever thought I'd do. He put my cock deeply into his mouth and sucked fora moment and then her voice came back on the TV. The screen showed her being fucked by two different men. Neither was her husband. Both were older, somewhat heavyset with thick cocks. One penis, moved slowing in her.