This particular day was Steve's birthday, so I decided to give him a special present.I planned the whole thing - that day I wore a pair of jeans and a...rather low-cut top, showing some serious cleavage of my 40 DD's. Steve was in a back storage area preparing for a live remote when I walked in, my heart pounding."Happy Birthday Steve! Hope you enjoy it," I said."Thanks Sharon. You're looking mighty fine as usual." Why thank you! - I have a present for you," I said."Oh OK, thanks - just leave it. 'Hi, it's Matt. Just got a missed call from you.' 'It's Leni.' When he didn't say anything she added, 'We've met at the petrol station this morning.' 'I remember.' She could see him smiling at the other end of the line. 'Listen, you said to call you, if I need help with anything. Well, one of my bedrooms needs to be painted and I'm really, really bad at diy.' she lied. She was quite capable of doing projects like that. She already painted all her bedrooms herself after her ex had moved out, but. The feel of his arms wrapped around her made her realize the possibilities, she could feel his erection growing ever harder and to her pleasure ever bigger.He finally took control after what seemed like hours, he picked her up with ease and took her to the edge of the balcony sitting her on the side. Still kissing passionately he began to find her inner thigh with his free hand, moving her little black dress upwards as he softly ran his hand over the top of her what appeared to be skimpy. She had been shocked to see her sister at the door, even more so when she had returned, calling Fiona’s bluff. Now she had to bluster her way of the shit.Fiona kept her eyes on he sister, as she fucked her son. Tony wasn’t disappointing her, all the way in his cock went, then almost all the way out, just the tip remaining inside her dripping cunt, before plunging deep. Felicity watched, fascinated it seemed. Fiona saw her sister was still aroused, her nipples erect, her vulva swollen, wet. Then.