On the phone, Step-Mom seemed different from her usual self. She sounded withdrawn, distracted. She had always been really perky, lively. People said that Sue, my sister, had gotten Step-Mom’s personality. It’s why she was so popular, why she was on the pep squad and almost every other after-school group. I’d never been nearly that
After that day, my step-mom’s spirits were lifted even more. It became obvious that the more compliments I paid her, the more confident she became, so I was very open-handed (with the compliments). The result: hemlines became even shorter; outfits became tighter; low neck tops became, well, lower. She even began wearing Daisy Duke-like shorts
“You really won’t tell my daddy?” Cindy asked. “Why should I say anything to him?” Sherri responded. She was fresh from the shower, wrapped in a huge towel. She came back to Tommy’s room, and sat in his one chair, crossing her long legs and looking at them. Tommy’s cock was half hard, and Cindy
Sherri couldn’t breathe as she stared at her son’s cock. Her tits seemed to swell in a painful way, her nipples throbbing. They felt long, very hard. Her stomach trembled and her thighs began to shake. Her clit bulged, squeezed between her legs. She felt her cunt clenching, and she couldn’t take her eyes from
“Ahhh, fill me up!” Sherri Maxwell moaned. She was on top of Frank, straddling him with her slender thighs. Using the muscles of her thighs, she lifted and lowered her crotch, sliding her cunt up and down his cock. Her flawless, firm tits swayed gently. “Oh, Sherri!” Frank grunted. “You’re so damned hot!” “Hot for
It was one of those days when the California sun beats down hard and makes you want to stay in and crank the A/C. As amazing as that sounded, my step-mom and I were stuck outside fixing up the house to get it ready for sale. She was in the garden, planting flowers and pulling