Yes, that's true, your father cheated on your mother. He cheat on your sexy stepmother as well, and she knows that, but stays with him because of his ...oney. Yes, as it was said, your father is rich.Actually, you envy him. You, even being the son of rich father, cannot say that you a playboy. You are good-looking guy, not athletic, rather skinny, with nice face (you've been told that). You are rich (your father is rich). But girls aren't going to jump in your bed or get in your pants. Maybe you. I wondered, once as we stood side by side and stared into a mirror at a retail store ... I wondered if we were twins that had been separated at birth. We even looked alike ... it was almost spooky. Why, I asked myself, and I woke up crying more than once, this on my mind ... why had fate gotten us together? Other than the rightness of it ... was something planned for us? Something wonderful ... or maybe something horrible? The strength of our love left plenty of room for something to hurt us. “Relax,” I say close to her ear, and of course she does the exact opposite. This close, I can see goosebumps racing up her neck and disappearing in her hair. I stretch my arm behind her, putting my elbow on the rim of the tub again, and gently touch a single fingertip to the back of her neck. She rocks forward once, then eases into my touch, giving me permission to caress her. Her skin is moist and warm and smooth. From the back and side of her neck where her pulse is perceptibly racing under. When I pulled the reddish neck with my fingers, a very hard, cut, over-average-long cock sprang out ready to meet me. The musky odor – he probably had not had a shower in days – was really strong. But to my own surprise, that exited me even more. I immediately took his cock into my mouth while my hands instinctively cupped his old, saggy balls. He let out a low moan while gulping his beer. He certainly felt more relaxing with each pump from my lips so I kept sucking his cock as tight and.