As an alternative he suggested they visit Kimberly, their artist friend, to check up on her painting, and maybe buy some additional jewelry from her, ...ince Alex had liked the pieces they'd already gotten from her. However they were still insistent on spending time with him. Finally he'd had to be firm with them, saying he had something happening which he couldn't tell them about, but which they couldn't be present for. He was sorry to have to keep them in the dark, but there was no other. ” “I mean; I really could use a young man to have some fun with. Come on Kevin. My pussy is so wet and needing your hard cock inside of me.” “Okay.” I got up and my stepmother held my hand while we walked up the stairs. She has the most amazing body and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her beautiful implanted breasts. I couldn’t believe we were going to be fucking. I wasn’t even thinking about how sad my dad would be to know I fucked his new wife. It was her idea and I didn’t want to upset. Then he stopped licking and his body just started bucking."Hey! Either I come, our you die of suffocation!" She was practically shouting.He continued swirling. It wasn't long before she felt the tension return. A moment later, she came. She felt her pussy get wet as she was bouncing on his face. She almost dropped her gun being that the sensation was so intense.After a moment, she wound down and sighed. She leaned back to let him catch his breath, and the force of air exploding from his mouth. No amount of coaxing, bribing, or begging could make her spill the beans. “Hey,” she said suddenly, bringing an end to the short but rather uncomfortable silence. “Do you remember Samantha Ruger?” “Sammy?” he asked. The question caught him completely off guard. “Yeah, I remember her. I haven’t seen her since high school. She married the guy who owned the flower shop, didn’t she?” She shook her head, careful not to allow any of the breakfast to slip from her mouth. “No, she was going to. Then.