”“Zak, get your dick in me, baby, and make me feel good like you did Rambler. I do not want you to move,” yelled Olivia.“You are wet. My story...made you horny. I should be asking you questions since you like transgender, anal sex, and other exciting things.”“Zak, I am going to make you cum by just moving my vaginal muscles. Keep still and let me know when you are ready to cum.”“Oh fuck. Your pussy feels good gripping my dick. I do not think I can last.”“Zak, you are hard baby. You must be. I slowly settled down, feeling him slip past my sphincter and into my waiting love channel. When I bottomed out on him, I waited for just a moment to adjust, anticipating what was coming. I began to move, slowly at first, then with more speed. He was obviously loving it. I leaned down and kissed him as he raised hip hips to thrust into me, over and over. I was in heaven. It’s hard to believe something could feel so good! After a while, I sat up and instead of moving up and down, I moved forward. I could see that she wasn't wearing tights at all, but hold-up stockings. I caught the merest glimpse of her creamy flesh, in stark contrast to the charcoal lace tops of her hosiery. Clever girl… I felt a stirring in my groin and I shook my head, turning my attention back to the newspaper."Darling, did you see that they caught that slimy politician? You know, the one who got caught with that prostitute?" I asked her, looking up over the top of my spectacles."Oh, I think I may have heard. Near the end of the first scene Mom said, "Why don't you let Steve do that for you? You don't mind, do you Steve?" Not at all," said Steve with smug smile on his face. I felt weird, I wanted to refuse but I knew I couldn't. Mom had told me that this was what my life was about now. I decided I was being stupid, as usual, and spread my legs.Steve was more forceful that Mom or me. It wasn't bad, it was kind of neat to be with someone totally different and rough wasn't bad. After his fingers worked.