She had pulled her jeans up showing off her sexy legs. She had six inch wooden heels on her feet. She had scooped the front of her blouse down. I coul... tell she had changed her black bra. She now had a smaller push up bra underneath. It made her over grown breast almost fall out the front of her tiny shirt. She now had some heavy makeup on. She had two large gold hoop earrings on. I could smell her sexy perfume. She put some gold glitter on her red lips. She smiled as she put her wooden heels. “Mrs. Johnson is not my mother.” He laughed at her. “So he married a brat and is raising one, too.” Tracy looked down at the carpet, wishing she could crawl under it. She could not lose this job. Her father had clearly said it was her last chance--that he was done fixing her life and her problems. He didn’t have the money anymore, with the recession going on and on. Not to mention how much her step-mother spent. “Please...” she mumbled. “Please what, Miss Johnson?” “Please don’t fire me.”. Finally we heard my mother moaning in sort of a scream I'm going to cum Isaac I'm going to cum ... Kane looked into her bedroom and at that precise moment she squirted everywhere .. Kane reached into the bag and pulled out the rope out. I kissed him he watched as my mother cleaned up and turned her back facing the door of her bedroom and bent over to put her cloths back on ... this was our cue Kane opened the door bradging in grabbed her rests and pulled them behind her back by the time she. Until tonight you have always treated me as a little sister, protective and as if you had some sort of authority over me, but now that I’m 18 and I graduated last month, a 3 year age difference doesn’t seem like such a big deal anymore. We both know you’ve wanted me for a long time now, everything from my short blonde hair, my big green eyes and soft pink lips, to my natural breasts, slender waist, and round ass, you crave all 5 feet and 3 inches of me, just as I crave all 6 feet and 2 inches.