Was she going to pick it up or just quietly let it slip away? After all, what did she really know? She had only been at Blanke Schande six months. Who...was she to go presenting any sort of proposal on any sort of topic to the very Executive Council of BSC. These guys were like ‘gods’ to mere mortals such as Katrina Jones ... a nineteen year old nobody from a medium sized rural town in the back blocks of California.Suddenly the whole thing just seemed so ridiculous. Katrina Jones was seriously. There was no one in the hall. I went to check the bedroom; there I could hear the sound of water. I raised my tone”bhabhi” and she replied “I am taking bath”.Now I started getting a thought why don’t I see her naked. I again said”ok I am going done” she replied” OK close the door “and I said “OK”. But I planned something else, I have closed the in the loud manner so that she can think that I am gone and I sat in the hall, waited there for some time.She came out in of the bathroom to see is. She was getting hot and her eyes looked so sexy. I could figure out that she was getting horny too. I told her that I wanted to tell one thing to her. She asked what it was I slowly got up and took her hands in mine and told her that I loved her. She told me, “Well it took you so long to express,”…I also love you and have loved you since long. We fell into a deep French kiss and my hands started traveling to her boobs. I had got the green signal and her breathing was rapid and I could feel she. “Make sure and swallow it!” I swallowed his hot cream and just smiled at him. “You’re a good cock-sucker. I think that will take care of the drinking. If you let me lick your pussy, that will take care of the smoking.” “That wasn’t part of the deal. I said I’d give you head.” “The deal has changed now. You could either let me lick your pussy or we can just fuck. It’s your choice.” “I don’t want to have sex with you. You’re my stepfather.” “You didn’t care that I was your stepfather when.