She was really damn good looking, sixteen, and had a nice set of boobs, a cute body, and she liked messing around. I hadn't planned on doing what we'd...done, but one thing led to another, and I wound up fucking Kayla in the basement. She was amazing. I loved kissing her body, sucking on her boobs, touching her teenage body and doing shit I never imagined. Little did I know that when I was pumping inside her, thrusting up and down, and finally exploded, my step-daughter's friend Julie would come. My aunt told me stories that had been passed down through mutual friends in their circle, some of which had fucked Sandra without Elias suspecting a thing.That all changed when he found out through an old friend that Jr might not be his biological son. Elias was not convinced this was true, so his friend and my uncle sat down and told him the truth about his wife.He couldn't handle the truth when he heard it and had to ask her for himself. When he did ask, she denied it at first until he. “Well, sweetie, you know if there is anything I can do to help you while Gary is gone,” Joe earnestly offered, “you know where to find me.” “That’s one of the last things Gary told me Joe,” I said and repeated, “See Joe if you need anything.” “Damn straight girl!” Joe saluted. “Talk to you soon, Joe,” as I waved and turned back to my house. Gary and I had a very interesting relationship with this neighbor. He was sixty-three, a Vietnam vet, who was in a wheelchair now most of the time suffering. Then the text he had sent her that morning calling her the filthiest names and telling her what he would expect tonight, the final instructions came late afternoon and she had rushed round preparing everything.She stood at the top of the stairs long pink flowing wig, a pink collar with metal spikes adorned her neck, pink nipple pasties, her nipples trying to push through with excitement and thigh high pink platform boots the platform was more than 3” and heels over 6”. The only other thing she.