My Step sister hadjust broke up with her boyfriend and was a bit drunk. ?Hey fagot? she yelled atme I just ignored her ?hey faggot I?m talking to you?...?????????? ?What!? Iresponded with a slightly raised voice??????????? ?Don?traise your voice at me you ungrateful piece of shit you should be over here lickingmy feet like the dog you are!? she Yelled ??????????? ?What ever?I continued to just watch tv and try to ignore her ??????????? ?I was onyour computer the other day and I saw all the smut. Thats great alan she said "now for the most tricky bit and of course the most important part, you must get the stockings up to the top of my thigh nice and straight and smooth out any wrinkles, so you can attach the suspenders", when i looked puzzled she took one of the suspender straps in her hand, all i could do was nod in agreement as the sight of her in the bodysuit and the stockings was sending my hormones into overdrive, i again was erect due to just the sight of dotty in her underwear.so. "Sylvia noticed that Mike's cock was still as rigid as before and remembered her youthful days when Frank could do the same thing. They would fuck, cum, fuck, cum and then fuck some more. Not so much anymore and she needed times like that again. "Son, I am on the pill and have been for years. If you want, I would love to take a ride on that big dick of yours." Are you k**ding me? Climb aboard!"Sylvia slid over onto his lap. She had gone ahead and removed her skirt and now both of them were. He rolled his wet cock side to side, making a mess of my face before he pulled out the tip back in my mouth. For the next 10 minutes, he slowly, slid his cock all the way in and out of my throat. Here and there, he would hold just long enough for me to feel like I was going to pass out. Feeling like he broke my will—and throat—Mad Dog then stood up and easily pulled my limp body off the ground. He said, “That’s enough laying on your back. It’s time to work.” His hands grabbed my ass with more.