“Now, I will show you a bit more of the house. Would you carry a box up to my bedroom please? I am at the end there,” she said pointing to the ‘...’ shaped wing. She led him back downstairs, into the enormous kitchen, and directed him to a case of books. He picked it up, with ease, and followed, as she led the way up a different staircase to her own room. “Put them over by the bookcase in the window, and I’ll sort them later. See, that’s your room up there!” KG feasted his eyes on the room. Big. You make bank with your job, you’ve got me, and what about Kenny? Are you two seeing each other anymore? Look. We’ll have a girl’s day tomorrow. I’ll take off work, and we’ll go to the spa. Get all dolled up, okay? I have a gift card from my mom.’ Lacey laughed and stopped walking again, pulling her arm from Tyra’s. ‘You want to know the weird part? I don’t WANT to get all dolled up. I don’t want to go to a spa. I don’t want to shop, or get my nails done, or see that idiot Kenny anymore. You. All the while I held Chelsea tightly. As the streams became longer and steadier I asked, “Can you feel that?” “Yes,” Chelsea whispered as she moaned. “What does it feel like?” I asked. “I can’t believe the way it feels,” she said. “It feels so hot inside me.” My piss seemed to go on forever. Not surprising considering all the beer that had been dammed up inside me. I held Chelsea tight all throughout until a mighty shiver shook us both. Breaking out of her reverie Chelsea’s asked, “What. There was no way to control the responses. In the back of my mind I knew it was wrong. He was my stepson. For the last 15 yrs I thought of him as a son! How in the hell could I do something like this?He moved to my jeans and undid the zipper. I sighed and held my breath as he slid his hands and rubbed against my now soaking wet pussy. I came close to cumming right there and then as he slid my jeans and panties down my legs and threw them to the side of the bed. He slid down my legs kissing my.