You know what’s coming. You nod.Even though you’ve played this dumb-ass game a hundred times, the odd position; the atypical use of this everyday ...urniture has knocked your balance, and with it your certainty. You’re still mentally, futilely trying to calculate the odds of you falling off the chair, when the first, hard blow lands across your buttocks.The blow isn’t that hard. Hard enough to elicit your first, grateful gasp. But your centre of gravity is off; you think the chair is going over.. I decided to take advantage of his absence.I got up and approached my stepmom.“I saw you, little slut,” I taunted her whispering in her ear. “You were fucked hard by the group of men.”She was shocked staring at me silently with her wide open green eyes.“And you liked it. You’re a fucking goddess, Karen,” I continued, caressing her long blond hair.“Go on,” she whispered.“I get what I want. And I want you. I want every inch of your hot little body.”She gave me the look I saw THAT night. I could. She said her thanks, exchanged pleasantries, before waving courteously. A kiss on both cheeks at the door."Goodbye again," she said, smiling.In the car park the gravel made way for her high heels somewhat ungenerously. Her dalliance waited in the dark beside her car, behind the stand of figs. Upon opening her car door he appeared, the open door now shedding light upon her skirt, which he proceeded to lift before sitting on the car step. Then moving forward to lower the blue satin panties. Kendall in her rush to please her own tingling slit which had been thoroughly but more discreetly manhandled on the back seat hurriedly went to pay the cab fare; as the driver pulled to the curb. However; this released James’ nearly bursting purple head directly into the cabbies view. Unfortunately the driver’s own latent love of men which usually remained hidden behind phony homophobic tirades, now confronted a gorgeous close cock; he went actually deathly pale not at their supposed indecency.