"Please, Stacey. We have to stop this right here and forget that any of this happened. This is not proper at all. We don't are not even supposed to be talking this.""Stop stalling, Mr. Orton," Stacey said, and with another step she was standing directly in front of him as he leaned against the couch, unable to take his eyes off her naked body. "What do you think about doing to me?" He shook his head."Nothing? Okay, I will tell you." Stacey said. "When you were watching me just now, I was thinking about you licking and sucking my pussy before you started fucking me, wondering if a little girl like me could take your dick which I'm sure is bigger than my boyfriend. Did you like watching me touch myself, Mr. Orton?" He swallowed hard, his eyes raking over her body before he nodded slowly. she giggled and grinned. "Do you want me to do it again?"He looked up at her, reaching out and taking her hand. "Stacey, I would like nothing better. But you don't understand... this is too wrong. Yo
It was better than she had even imagined. He licked at her pussy, sucking on her clit lightly. she couldn't believe that her fantasy from just moments before was happening. She reached down, running her fingers through his salt-and-pepper hair, holding his head close to her as he lapped at her. The feeling was unbelievable, and she tilted her head back as she enjoyed the sensations his tongue was causing to run through her. He teased her lazily, the movements of his mouth was pleasurable but not enough to push her over the edge yet. His tongue pushed at her hole, and she got the feeling that he was enjoying just licking at her.After a few mohnts of his relaxed movements, he began to move his tongue a bit faster, dipping it into her hole again as he reached up to rub her clit. she was amazed at how just a slight shift in movment could suddenly cause such different sensations to flow through her body. He flicked his tongue against her clit, moving his finger to slowly penetrate her hol
Mr. Orton stared at her for a moment, looking slightly amused before she kissed him again. As she did, he pulled her down completely on his dick, thrusting up into her. she couldn't help but cry out.He was much thicker than Chris was, and she could feel him stretching her. He buried his dick in her pussy, and held her still against him for a moment before he started to guide her movehernts, his hands never leaving her ass. she gasped as she moved against him. Chris and Stacey had never fucked in this position, and Mr. Orton was hitting places in her pussy that she didn't even know existed. Soon, Mr. Orton's hands were just resting against her ass as she rode his dick, moving her hips hard against him. She gasped and moaned, feeling herself build up in a way she had never felt before. Her movehernts started to get a bit more sporadic, but before she could cum, Mr. Orton stilled her movements, his hands holding her firmly down against him.she looked at him, panting. "Please, don't ma
Tony and his step sister, Bella, have always been really good friends. They both have thier own lives away from each other, but at the end of the day when they were both at home, talking and laughing, they started to get closer. Just the two of them. They were a little more like roommates you could say, because it doesn't matter what they do or say around each other.Like whenever he have sex, the first person he tell is Bella, and she'll usually fire back with something like "Really? Is she pretty?"And something that tends to piss their parents off quite a bit is how comfortable with their bodies they can be. He hadn't seen Bella fully naked or anything, but she was no stranger to just walking around with just a t-shirt and a pantie on.Bella just doesn't care. And something tells Tony that she knows he like it. Not that he was attracted to his step sister or anything, but she is without a doubt pretty smoking hot. She's almost 21 and she's quite short, with strawberry blonde hair,
This was a game to her, and he wanted so badly to make her stop, but it just felt soooo good. He couldn't. His body froze up and he looked down. What he saw was his hard dick, standing straight up towards his face and his sisters smiling, giggling face right next to it, singing "Babbbbby brotherrrrrr..." while her fingertips gently and slowly moved up and down... up and down on his hard dick. He looked over at her ass, trying to take his mind off of what was happening. She stuck her butt up in the air."Grab my butt," she whispered, and she smacked her butt.His left hand shot out and he grabbed onto Bella's butt like someone trying to stop themselves from falling over. Her hand went right back to his dick, but instead of just caressing it, she wrapped her whole hand around it."Oh his god..." he whispered again, his breath trembling.He couldn't believe what was happening. he looked down and saw his sister, staring at his hard dick as she gripped it firmly in her hand. She lifted it
"Here!" Bella said.Then she sat up straight, crossed her arms gripping the bottom of her pink tanktop, and in one swift move she lifted her tanktop over her head and tossed it on the floor beside them. She lowered her head, sitting up straight overtop of him, bare chested. She looked down at her breast, then up at him. He stared for a moment, scanning her body from her legs around each side of him to her bright green panties over his softening dick, still dripping a little. Then he looked at her nice white flat belly, and finally up at her unleashed round breasts. They were in full form, not held in anymore but fanned out a little to the sides and sagged down just enough. Freed from their confines. Her small pink nipples stuck out a little. Probably harder now in the open air. She stuck out her chest, presenting them to him like a final trophy image to take with him."Nice.." was all Tony could bring himself to say.She giggled, then brought her hands up around her breast, pressing t
She quietly laughed and turned around, being as quiet as possible, and she shut his bedroom door and locked it behind her. Turning back to him, she pursed her lips and took a few steps toward him like an underwear model walking a runway. Her purple towel wrapped around her head, she stood and stretched her left leg out to the side and posed before him. Untying her front knot, she reached inside her robe with both hands and suddenly the robe was wide open, revealing her young naked figure. Bella stood proudly in front of him looking down. He in his chair looking up at her, He craned his neck to the side, examining her short but surprisingly skinny pale body. Her wider than the rest hips shifted and she threw down the white robe behind her. She put her hips on her waist and shifted her hips back to the right. Looking down at him like he was somehow supposed to critique her style. Which he admit was very good.For a minute or two he gazed up and down, slouched back in his chair. Her pale
"That feels good," Tony whispered to her, through short hard breaths."Yeah.." she sighed, and she grinded even harder.The chair made a creak and he raised his finger to his lips again. She nodded and slowed down. Looking back, she raised her butt up behind her, and slowly drove it back down, feeling the shape of his dick with her pussy. She raised her butt again, and slid her pussy forward up the length of his hard shaft. Lowering herself down, her body trembled as our parts mashed together firmly. She slid her hands down over his waist and lifted the bottom of his t-shirt up. He raised his arms and let her lift his shirt up over his head and toss it to the floor beside us. Still grinding, she swirled her hands over his bare torso, and his own hands felt up her sides and swirled around her naked breasts.He gently caressed her smooth breasts with his fingers, lighting brushing his knuckles over her nipples, making them hard. Then he grabbed hold of both and began to lightly massage
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m