. and she walked into his lounge. If it is possible to undress in front of someone of the opposite gender in a matter-of-fact way, then that is what s...e did. She wasn't trying to titillate or seduce; she was removing her armour, rendering herself physically vulnerable as she was about to render herself emotionally vulnerable. She knelt on the rug."James ... I need to say something." I'm listening." I ... am ... ashamed. When I saw you with Amy in Mersea, I was hurt, and jealous."He made to. ”Stephanie feigned wakening since she had never really gone to sleep. She rolled over to see her stepbrother leaning over her. A huge smile spread over her face.“Yes, Master,” she said.Stephanie was still nude with a thin black collar encircling her throat. A long leash that was fastened to the wrought iron headboard kept the blonde from straying too far from her parents’ bed. Her ankles were ensnared by a pair of leather ankle cuffs and her hands were locked before her in similar restraints as. She abruptly asks, “So you do remember fucking my ass?” Then she takes my cock straight down her throat. Her bottom lip on my balls her top lip against my body and starts a fast but short bobbing of her head. Again, I feel the ridges in her throat as she throat fucks me. She stops and pulls up. A thick string of throat spit connects to the head of my throat spit glazed cock. “Of course I do. Your ass was perfect. Up against that shower wall, my hard dick and your ass were perfectly. ‘I want a family,’ was the thought in my head. ‘Yes, for my birthday I want a family.’ I took a deep breath and blew. ‘Yoo hoo, hello?’ came a cry from the door. ‘Where’s my birthday girl?’ In wafted Mum in a cloud of perfume, with Dad trailing in her wake like a small tugboat. ‘How are you, darling?’ she enquired. ‘Having a good day?’ ‘Better than it was,’ I admitted, with a shamefaced grin at my initial reaction. ‘Have you got me a pressie?’ ‘Of course, sweetie, how could we forget? Daddy.