Dirty-talking while I ram my long nails in and out my tight teenage cookie. Mmm... six-inch stilettos are so fucking sexy, warping my feet while they ...angle out the tub. Oh— ooh! Fuck, gonna squirt, fill the whole fucking tub with my love juice!”“Step-sister, what are you doing?”“Oh, step-brother! How shameful being caught with my three-inch nails up my cunt mid-cum.”“Here, let me join you in the love-tub, step-sister Anita. Stripping off my shirt for you. This is so taboo. We shouldn’t do. Few men came in shortly after we had entered so I remained quiet not knowing what to think -not panic but more or less a timid feeling. He had very strong rough hands that he grabbed at my crotch with, holding it tightly thru my leggings and forcing me to stand on the tiptoes of my pumps. Standing there bent forward legs spread wide apart, feeling him press his erection that was growing in his pants against my rear all the while maintaining a fierce hold on my genitals. He eventually let me go. Serious shit. I wasn't on the pill. Did mom have any? What about the morning after one's? Maybe if I asked him to buy some condoms. Ugh, no. I didn't fancy that at all. Me asking and him using them that is. No, if we were going to do it then we were going to do it properly. It was going to be the whole wham bam thank you mom deal.I glanced up at mom. Should I tell her? At least let her know how I was feeling and what I wanted to do sooner rather than later. Another thing. Where and when to do. ...I was ready to fuck her right on that yoga mat... we were talking and she kept mentioning how tight her muscles were and how she loved the way my strong hands would touch her legs. at that point I said the first thing that came to my mind which was, "If I didn't know any better I'd say you're trying to seduce me" she sat up, looked me in the eye and smiled as she stood up and walked right out of the gym....I though to my self "what a pick up Ryan" "Way to fuck that one up". I though she had.