I never saw a woman so eager to fuck." George!" she exclaimed, unable to say anymore. The word had shocked her, but the thought it conjured up only ex...ited her. She could not understand the sudden erection of her nipples as he had said it. She stared down into the blackness of her coffee, aware of that same familiar tingling in her body that had led to her earlier loss of control, and she trembled slightly. It couldn't be happening to her again! She couldn't be letting herself be betrayed by. " "You fucking spoilt brat!" she spat out. "You should be lucky that I'm gonna be your step mom!" I looked her up and down, taking my sweet ass time this time. I looked at her toned legs, her flat tummy and her beautiful, big titties spilling out of her dress. I realized I wasn't angry at her. I was angry at my dad because he got her. I was jealous of him. I wanted Crystal. I was lusting after her. "Fuck me," I said in a clear, loud voice. "What?" she said as she nervously licked her lips, even. Now full of cum you slowly ease off of us and I bend you over the side of the Jacuzzi on your back and finger you in your two holes as the cum oozes out of you and then as I cup it I let you lick it all out of my hand and then slide ly fingers back in to get more for you mmm everyone is so turned on by this that we decide to move to the dark room to play some more. After we had all finished sliding our fingers in to your cum filled holes and letting you lick them clean I decided it was time to. I can't recall that one of my women friends wore you. Perhaps someone bought you as a surprise gift?" I rumbled through the carton for a card, however, only the other sweaters lay in a tangle in the box.I cradled the pullover in my arms and slowly raised it to my face. Closing my eyes I buried my face in the softness and sighed deeply. My cock pushed harder at the terry cloth confining it. I wished that the sweater had a living woman wearing it. I loved sweaters, but sometimes it was just a bit.