How are you? How’s the family you ask? Well, a while back, I was quite surprised when I got a visit from a pretty young lady. It was my stepsister, ...ousin Jewel Price. What the Hell, she’s just like one of the family. At least, that’s the way I thought of her. I hadn’t seen her in quite a while. She brought the news that she had gotten a divorce from her husband, Tom. It seems that he had been an utter failure, quit working and just hung around the house, doing nothing, so she sued. Just. He took a step back from me. “Turn around.”I did.Eyes dark with ardor, color in his cheeks, unapologetic bulge in his pants which he was kneading with one hand. So fucking sexy I couldn’t even look at him long.“Feet apart.”I set my feet hip-width apart again, feeling once more how bare my underside was, and how drenched. At this rate, I would drip onto his precious space foam mat within the minute.“Lift your skirt up to your waist.”I did as told, happy to be allowed to lower my arms now.Slowly,. She set down the humidor and took the cigar. Using a knife from the table she expertly cut off the end. Holding the cigar to her puckered mouth she rolled it between her pursed lips to smooth the rough edges. Then in a very businesslike manner, she ran her extended tongue around the tip. I caught her eye as she performed this last task. I had a sudden image of her performing fellatio and I inadvertently smiled. She saw my expression and looked away. I had an intuition she knew exactly what I. “What should I do with…..you know?”“Oh, erm I have some tissues” She handed me tissues while I continued to jack off.I was struggling to come, I glanced over to my mother she was looking away. I stared at her ass and the side of her tits, and remembered she was wearing amazing black leather boots. This quickened up the pace, I made groaning noises as I was about to cum and shot my load into the tissues. Once I cleaned up, I passed the jacket to my mom. I couldn’t bare to look at her I was so.