Once I was all the way in her, we stopped moving and just held each other tight, breathing in unison, and gazing into each other's eyes. We are so in ...ove. We told each other so in many different ways, with and without words.After a few minutes, I said, “You're right, we should eat. As much I wish I could, this man cannot live on pussy alone.”We went out for brunch and, just like Mandy had done this morning, Julie wore my favorite underpants under her dress – none. She kept putting her hand. Without skipping a beat, I removed my shoes and rushed through the living room, up the creaking stairs, heading down the hall to my stepsis’s bedroom (let’s refer to her as Rachel).As I entered the room and shut the door behind me, I glanced quickly towards the closet, to see the mountain of clean thongs and panties laying on the top of her shelf, along with a laundry basket on the floor. Swiftly examining the laundry basket, a black, lacy, dirty g-string from LaSenza caught my eye, lying. Because I was so much higher than her she couldn’t reach my waist and said "I can't reach your waist John. Is it ok to steady you with my hands on your behind?" “No problem Betty. You can put your hands my butt any time you want.”I looked down as she smiled and put a hand on my ass. I started to think she was enjoying this.Now get a clear picture of her standing close enough to reach my butt her face was no more than 18 inches from the leg opening of my shorts. I felt that my cock was actually. Mid afternoon, she returned to their hotel, and after swimming a few laps, lay on a lounger to cogitate on her best way of having these pricks suffer big time. She decided first off, not to say anything to Brian until she had a workable plan.They had dinner downstairs, and returned to their suite, watched the news and studied the TV guide, then Suzie flicked the remote, turning the set off. He said to her beaming, "bloody oath, Suzie, we've only been here 24 hours, are you trying to kill me.