It was like being stabbed in the heart. I put the drinks down on the nightstand and immediately left, shutting the door behind me. "Don't forget to fe...d Penny and give her some water," she shouted through the door. "Feed her fucking cat too? Bitch!" I thought to myself. "Hmmm." I went back to the computer and typed p-e-n-n-y into the password box. The program opened. "Gotcha," I thought. I was in her diary. It was organized by date going back to 1999. I searched several entries like the day we. She wanted her lips to be bright red. She wanted her eyes to be accented with mascara, and a little bit of blush on her cheeks. She slipped on a pair of stylish lacy-top hose, a thong, and a camisole not unlike those displayed in Vogue. Lastly, she put on a short miniskirt and a top that accentuated her 34DD’s. She slipped into a pair of red patent leather pumps with micro stiletto heels. Lastly, she parted her hair and brushed it back so that it hung down off of her shoulders. She got into. Chuckling to themselves, neither of them offered to help their wasted step-mother to stand up. She eventually pulled herself up and, naked, started to continue loading the dishwasher.With her back to the boys, she failed to notice, when Will grabbed a dish-towel and, standing a few feet from her snapped the towel right at her naked buttocks. She was right in the process of moving a plate from the sink to the dishwasher, and the smack on her ass surprised her so much, that, with a squeal she. He began to rub the can's contents onto himself and her, the scent of lube mixing and mingling with her sweet odour.He could feel the hot air of her breath blowing over the wetness, tightening his balls and twitching his length. The lubricant swirled in his pre-cum, a myriad of rainbow colours around her hole. This was his favourite lube, and making love just wasn’t right without it. He only had to see the packaging in a shop to get an instant hard-on at the memories it produced of him and his.