Jane had been married three times and never had any c******n. She seemed to have a knack for picking losers.Whenever she came over to visit, I would w...ste no chance to sneak a peek at whatever I could.This story really begins when I was seventeen. It was mid summer and I was very sore. Three weeks earlier I had injured my knee playing football. I was still able to walk, but my football career was over before it really started.This Saturday in early August I was compelled to go to my other. I sent a text that read simply ‘tks’.Ramsey’s big Lincoln Navigator showed up around 10PM. I got a good shot of his license plate, lit by its own license plate light. Then I got a shot of him going into the rear door, lit by the safety light over the door. I also caught him coming out two hours later. I made pictures of every person who arrived. I stayed long enough to photographed the complete break down of the Popup Club.It was after 3:00AM when I arrived home. I was exhausted so I slept like. Several times, I could almost see her nipples.I know it was wrong looking at her like that and getting aroused. She was my step-daughter! I just couldn’t help my thoughts as I squeezed my hardon over my shorts imagining what it would be like sliding my cock between her big breasts. I wondered if she was as good at giving blowjobs as her mother.I hadn’t jacked off in a couple of days and I just couldn’t help myself as I slid my hand inside my shorts. I started stroking my hard cock in my shorts. Moring me main uske ghar phucha ,maine bell bajayi unse gate khola mainse dekha unse ek sapagity and ek mini shkrt pahni huyi thi and kya maal lag rhi thi..maan to kiya laptop ko chod use hi check kar dalu…. samridhi ne kana aavo baitho kabir main bus abhi soke uthi hoon….unse do cup chai bnayi or mere samne baith gyi chair per pair per pairrakh kar… uski legs per koi baal nahin tha or ek dum gori chikni tange thi or sach me kisi angle se kam nahin lag rhi thi… maineChai pi or kaha samridhi.