Her boobs were medium-sized, and under the shower, it was all wet. I couldn’t look for long, but I still managed to take my eyes down to her pussy. ...t was clean shaved.Even though I was scared, my dick was already hard, and I couldn’t help rubbing my cock from my boxer. As I was doing that, I heard a knock on my door. Adjusting my boxer, I opened the door, and it was my stepmom with coffee in her hand.I smiled at her as she walked inside. “I heard Priyanka shouting at you. Everything alright?”. The weather wasn’t too bad that day, but I wasn't expecting any fun until Saturday night at the swinger’s party. As I was heading home from work I got a text from my husband saying he won’t be home for a while, since he was taking his son shopping.I decided to grab dinner at a local place that I like. It was the perfect place for dinner that night, since it was dollar oyster night. The bartender and a waitress, that kind of know me there, greeted me when I arrived. We made small talk as I. So why had he still done it?Maybe the remorseless macho brainwashing by his father, or his patheticneed to be part of a boys' world at high school had put a sense ofmaleness into his psyche - but it had always been an illusion, hadn'tit?Even before Norton's.Seeing himself in the mirror after he cut his hair and put on the awfulclothing disgusted him as much as his classmates' faces showed himlater. Even before walking into Ms. Fontaine's class he knew hisstatement was a lie - this wasn't him at. Her soft lips tasted like strawberry,she might have put on a flavoured lipstick.When she opened her mouth I pushed my tongue inside it.Our tongues were entangled together for what seemed like a really long time.Rachael whimpered softly into my mouth. .I pulled off her shirt and Rachael lifted her hands in air to help me in my endeavour.Rachael was now left in her grey bra which i unclasped soon letting her gorgeous boobs come into view.It was hard to know that Rachael had such gorgeous boobs.