I laid my hopes that he would outgrow his early years lack of admirable features so valued by most decent folk as keys to success.I rushed down to the...stagecoach platform when told by three finger Monte that a young female was inquiring one and all about the location of yours truly.My first glimpse of Miss Sally was confusing to say the least.She was wearing an ankle length black dress that did its best to hide her lush figure, but her bounteous bosom filled her upper body as a center of. I just needed some chill out time with you.Shall we get in the car? Sure she replied. She climbed into the passenger seat, him in the driver’s seat. He leaned over and kissed her once more, tongues entwined in passion. She put her hand behind his head and pulled him towards her, closer, tighter. He put his hand onto her soft tummy and stroked it gently, then pushed his hand up under her bikini top, gently squeezing her ample breast and rubbing her now hard nipple. She let out a gentle sigh. He. Can you please use your saliva to get rid of the honey on my chest” she said pleadingly.My cock twitched. Was she really asking me her step son to suck on her my step mother’s titties? All these months of denying my i****tuous feelings were crumbling. What made it worse was that she was so innocent and taking advantage of her naivety seemed wrong. Still, who was I to deny my step mom’s pleading wish to be cleansed of the errant honey?She walked up to me and apologised again as she led my head. "Tony found it very cute that she used the British form of the word, maths, like his parents did."Why study biology then?" he asked."I want to be a doctor." Why, if math is your favourite subject?" What can you do with a maths degree?" Tons of things. You could be a quantitative analyst—" In finance? We do not have much of that in Sri Lanka." There are lots of math-related disciplines. I'm in computer science. Or you could do engineering—"She cut him off. "I need to be a doctor."Questions.