" What?" I gasped in reply. "You know my father?" Of course I do Sandy," Kathy chuckled in reply. "I'm his wife and if you want to push it, technicall... I'm your step-mom."Well I was stunned into silence for the next few minutes. Like I had said I hadn't spoken to my father in years and I certainly hadn't heard anything about him remarrying. Kathy just took my silence in stride and let me work things out before pressing on with our conversation."Really?" I eventually ended up asking her when I. Three times a week she improved her skills and her memories in the sack with the man about two-thirds her age. She gradually brought the things that this skilled lover showed her to the marital bed. Her husband was pleased and accepted her explanations about where she learned them, i.e. “My sister told me” or “On the Internet”.Her improving looks and attitude, and possibly an “aura”, got her more male attention. An older man at church, of all places, found excuses to spend time with her and. Let me describe Rakshitha. She was around 28 years of age and had a height of around 5.5’. She was a slightly duskier skinned stunning lady. She has nice pair of medium-sized boobs. She had a nice round big pair of ass.Rakshitha had worn a round-neck T-shirt with a jean overcoat and jean shorts. Her heavy thigh with milky white skin was observable in her shorts. She wished me with a shake of the hand and a warm naughty smile.Rakesh welcomed me with a hug. The couple looked unnerving and. She kissed back, sucking on my tongue and lips, our mouths one great swirling tongue.Our legs twisted around until our pussies were mashing together. I rubbed my steamy twat against her, feeling her heat, the pressure of our sticky contact sending waves of pleasure into my belly. Our kiss became frantic, breaking only so she could attach her lips to my neck.Her hand trailed off the side of my hip, reaching between us. I felt her probing through my thick snarl of hair and finally encountering my.