“Me up for it! You may as well have fuck me written on your forehead the way you are dressed,” I laughed.As we laughed Rose appeared, she was the ...ldest and also the most statuesque.She had a bright tight fitting yellow dress which was ridiculously short and a pair of yellow heels.She was tanned and the combination made her look quite stunning, her dark nipples were clearly visible through the dress and so was a very small thong.I made the introduction of Rose to Jane, Jane broke the ice by. M. I was waiting outside the hotel when the limousine turned up. I was like a groom to be, a nervous wreck, heart hammering in my chest. She looked stunning. Her wavy hair flowed down to the midline of her bare back. Lipstick a rich red matching her natural hair colour perfectly. An elegant black dress with a moderate cleavage, but just enough to leave the rest to the imagination. The black material tracing the womanly curves of her generous hips and exquisite arse, cascading down to her three. I licked mylips without even realizing it and he said "yeah, I knew it". He thenreached behind me closed the bathroom door, put his hand on the back of myhead and pulled me to my knees. I did not know why but I allowed. I couldnot understand what the hell was going on I was like in a spell. He was incomplete control and he knew it. He then ordered me to grab his monster and I did withoutquestion. As I held his dick in my hand it felt weird holding my step-sonsdick let alone another. I kept looking at it as it seemed big for a kid his age. He told me that his older brother (in his 20's) had some of those little dirty comic books, "eight pagers," they call them. Dick Tracy, Popeye, Little Orphan Annie, Superman, etc. As soon as I heard that I all but begged him to let me see them. He agreed, and we went upstairs to his apartment, and then to his room. His room was a typical boy's room, clothes all over the floor, and no shades on the windows. He went to a chest-of-drawers.