Since there was school the next day, and Phil was afraid that his parents might come home a little early, they decided to call it quits after they'd a...l taken a turn in the bathroom.Stacy would've gladly had more sex, but she didn't mention that fact- -realizing that Al and Phil were both pooped, anyway--and when she got home she went right to bed. Her parents weren't home, for which she was thankful, as she was afraid that they'd be able to take one look at her and be able to tell that she'd. In the home a lot of the girls were under 18 so i had to wait till they were of age for me to make my move on them but i could not because i was picked by a family , did i mention it was a lesbian family who had an already adopted girl at home.Most nights mom and mom who fuck very loudly till the morning and my mind was racing about how it would be better for them to have a real cock instead of a plastic one , on one faithfully night when my adopted parent were having sex my step sister came. Sadistic pleasure aroused me as I squeezed away for a long time, continuing to apply the terrible pressure of the strongest part of my body. The r****t bastard screamed that he thought his ribs would break if I kept squeezing. What an excellent idea. I gathered my strength and gave him a long hard squeeze screaming out load from the effort and the excitement of using my leg power to inflict such excruciating pain. One last quick jolt and I heard his bottom rib crack. He went limp and silent.I. ‘Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. It is also midsummer.’ He remembered this only after seeing the reflection of a poster calender hanging on the wall in the hallway. Snapping out of his daze and thoughts, he turned on the water in the bathtub, and put a stopper in. From underneath his bathroom sink he pulled out a cup full of sea salt and a smaller cup full of vinegar and added it to the tub’s water, along with a small cap full of bubble bath. ‘This will purify and cleanse me for the ceremony.