"You are not mad?" I shook my head no. "You like to masturbate thinking about your stepsister and I get off on that. I've seen you do it many times be...ore, but I would never bust you, because you are a great step brother." "Thank you, I guess." "So, what do you think about when you masturbate with my panties, Max?" That same terrified look remained on his face, so I pushed my panties off his cock and grabbed onto it with my left hand. I peeked at it for a moment. "It is so big, I can barely fit. But I get first dibs,” she sighed, getting off of me and wandering off with the phone attached to her ear. “Sure I’ll just sit here then,” I chuckled to myself. Turning thirty was huge on my mind. Gone were my twenties and my wild antics of yesteryear. I was a parent now and that’s what I had to look forward to, that and growing old. This year was different though, Ashley came over every year for our shared birthday and we always celebrated in a ‘special’ way. But this year, Tish was coming. I played with her saggy boobs, circling her massive stiff nipples with my fingersas i tried to cup those magnicent hangers. Sheila pressed her back against the ahite tiled wall arching her pelvis forward and moaning lightly. She then reached down and started pushing my now semi erect knob towards her fabulously hairy hole. She manipulated my manhood with great dexterity, sliding her hand back and forth, causing my foreskin to slip back and forth over my now engorged organ. Sheila then droped to. It was beautiful, watching her enjoy giving him head. But after 2 years of such relations, when I even started calling him her husband, because he was fucking her more than I was, I wanted to see more of their sex abilities and skills. I wanted to see this well equipped stud fuck this slut woman! “Fuck her mouth!” I yelled. He started moving a bit deeper in her mouth. “I want to see you fuck her face” I commanded. He took her head by hands and started thrusting his cock deep in her mouth. Hard.