She and I used to argue. I would tell her how sexy I thought mom's tits were, how great mom's tits are, how soft and yummy they look, how I wish I cou...d have tits like mom's. She used to call me a sicko but I didn't care."She pushed her sunglasses up onto her hair and reaching out, did the same do me. Looking at me, we both laffed. Maria gave me a quick peck on the lips, "I'm glad I'm your Baby Girl and..." cupping my breasts, "...that I take after you. That's what makes me happiest."This. It’s never malicious or with nasty intentions, I never cross into those boundaries, this is purely for fun and it’s always harmless. “Oh so you think this is funny?” he demanded as I came into the kitchen, still smiling. “What?” I asked. “Your report card young lady,” snapped Jack, my step-father. “You promised your mother and I that if you joined the cheerleading squad you’d keep your grades up, but they’re slipping Christa. You used to be a straight A student but your highest grade here is. She wanted to show that she still had the proper, obedient attitude, in case he had any doubts."That's easy," he answered, suddenly pushing her head down to his dick.After fucking her face for a while, he led her out of the shower and dried both of them off just enough for them to feel more comfortable. Then he kissed her hungrily on the mouth and turned her over the faucet, dropping the towel as he entered her from behind."Oh, damn, this is hot! So fucking hot!" Jaimie grunted as Franco. “I got you something because I wanted to get you something, not because I wanted something in return.“But, I can’t wait for you to open it.”I looked in the bag and stopped breathing. All I saw at first was a Nikon box. I couldn’t tell what it was yet. But I knew it was going to be very expensive.Once I pulled the box out, I realized Blaise had spent several hundred dollars on one of the fast, prime lenses I’d been drooling over for years.“How - .” I literally was speechless. I felt my face.