I motioned with my finger for him to be quiet. In our discussion down at the bar he had agreed to minimal talking, as did his friend. I led him over t... the bed and he observed my wife quietly propped up. I remember looking over at the porn movie that was playing on the computer. It was a hot scene with some girl eating a cream-pied pussy that some guy had just blown his load in. I pulled the bed sheet back and revealed her sexy body to our new friend. Her pink nipples were erect and pressed up. Then, one day about the middle of the second week, I noticed that his truck was gone and a different one was pulled up beside his garage. Of course, my mind jumped to the worst and I feared he had either been kicked out by his ultra bitch wife or he had been hurt somehow and she was having a relative stay with her. His truck was gone for two days, and when it finally reappeared I couldn't have been more relieved. Deciding that I needed to talk to him face to face, I texted him and asked him if. Each time she would see him, she gave him a warm smile, but he would just turn away and pretend he didn't know her. She felt as if her heart had been torn from her chest and a large hole replaced it. Not even the death of her parents long ago, made Misty hurt this bad and it was killing her.She couldn't tell him the truth and it was costing her the most important thing in her life, his love.Saturday night came and the girls rushed frantically to get ready. Misty dressed in a very low cut,. I put my hands on her head, tilting it up so I could watch her. My hips started to move back and forth. I watched my cock glide in and out through my step daughter's lips. I tried to concentrate on not cumming too soon, but it was a losing battle. I had to pull myself out before it was too late. "Alexis, I don't want to cum too quickly," I said, "I have more planned for you."After helping her up, I took the soap. It was my turn to stand behind her. I lathered her up, soaping up her breasts,.