He slowly stood up and moved a couple of steps to her, standing next to Jennifer, and looked down at her. He had a good view that her cleavage and he said, "Boys like your new boyfriend and ex normally take it so first and all they wanted was to satisfy themselves. They don't care about the girl's satisfaction and emotion. But men like me know how to relax a girl and make her enjoy sex. Will you let me to show you?” Mike Ask, hoping she say yes, but she wasn't saying anything. She just held her drink in her hand and continue staring at it. Mike took her silent as a go ahead order and moved behind her, then gently stroke her shoulders, rubbing her tensed muscles.Mike didn't get much response at first, and he could feel Jennifer, holding her shoulders tight and not relaxing herself. Slowly, however, Mike began to feel her shoulder starting to move and relaxing. she dropped her cup on the counter while Mike massage her shoulders. Mike bent and pulled her blonde hair back from her soft n
Jennifer orgasm seemed to last for a minute as she continued to squirm against Mike, forcing his fingers deeper until she gradually slumped back on her back and relax. Mike brought out his finger out of her pussy and strengthening his back, looking up at her. He saw a contented look on her pretty face and her eyes will have closed with a high smile on her lips.“ I never knew it feels like this.” Jennifer said with a satisfied look. My grinned back at her and said "This is just the beginning."Jennifer opened her eyes wide, wondering what was going to happen next. she didn't close her wide open legs or cover her breast, or even tell Mike to stop. Jennifer was breathing heavily from her recent climax as Mike watched her young breast, raising and falling as she breathed in and out. She felt herself wanting more. She was wishing her parents ever comes back anytime soon. She haven't had his dick yet.Mike looked at her face and saw that she still want him to continue the education.He sto
After about 20 seconds, his orgasm subsided and the last few drops of cum crumbled into Jennifer's mouth. She love the taste even though it was a little bit salty. She made sure she swallowed all down her throat."Mmmmm. That's lovely." Jennifer said in satisfaction."I can see you like the taste of my Cum." Mike said.."Like is an understatement. I love it. I never knew it tastes like this” She answered and Mike notice that her hand was down between her legs and has dipped beneath her mini skirt. It was obvious that she was playing with herself.Mike's dick was losing his strength, but as soon as he saw Jennifer stroking herself, it began to regain its strength.“ I can see you are not yet satisfied. You want more, right?” Mike asked, pointing at her crotch, where her hand was busy."Yeah. I want more. I need your dick inside my pussy."."I'm not your boyfriend. You want to cheat on your boyfriend?" Mike asked, teasing him."He's no longer my boyfriend. I'm not cheating with anyone.
Ever since Randy could remember, his little step sisters have been the butt of jokes to how heavy of a sleeper she was due to medication she normally took. Vicky's mum used to have to drip cold water into her face until she would wake up when she was younger. Now she has a small bracelet that gives her shocks until she wakes up.Vicky had been a late bloomer, but in the past six months, she really did bloom. Vicky went from a four and half foot little girl to a five foot bubbled butt young woman at 19 in just a span of a few months. Randy couldn't help but notice, especially since she dressed the same as she always had, tiny belly thin shirts and panties around the house. He always had boner seeing her dressed in that manner. Sometimes while alone with her, she would wear tennis skirt which normally left her pantie expose to him as she seats carelessly. He had masturbated many times, thinking about her step sister. His dad got married to her mom when he was 12yrs, a year after his mom
He slowly pulled from her mouth, forcing Vicky's mouth closed behind him with a hand under her chin. He covered her mouth and nose, and a few seconds later, he watched her throat tense as she swallowed his cum. His gave her body one more look over before covering her up, turning off her lamp, and left.Randy woke up the following morning and memories of the night came back to him, and with his stomach twisting, he checked his photos, and sure enough, there was the video from last night. Still sober, the thought of molesting his step sister like he did sickened him. He watched the video in its entirety, twice, despite being horrified with what he was watching, the sight of his little step sister's lithe body, and her lips around his dick had him growing hard.Vicky woke up the next morning and noticed she had something strange in her mouth. She couldn't remember taking anything. She got up and washed her mouth before leaving her room.Randy showered, and joined the family downstairs fo
"Okay. Pizza for afternoon?" Randy asked."Sounds good." She replied, walking towards her room. She got to her room and removed all her cloths, then wait for Randy. She moved her finger to her pussy and began to rub her clit in thought of Randy's dick. She knew he will come to her room soon.Fifteen minutes later, she heard Randy's footstep coming to her room and she pulled the bed sheet and cover herself, then pretend as if she was sleeping.He got to her bed and whispered her name. Vicky didn't answer. He undressed and took the covers off her. He mounted her, and started to push her leg apart and he noticed she was already seemed dripping wet, which excited him."You're already wet for your big brother, huh?" He asked before pushing his dick into her."Yesssssss, big brother!." She groaned, and locked her leg around him.Randy froze and her eyes opened, locking on to him. "Got you" She said with a smile."Vicky! You are awake! I'm-I'm sorry." Randy said, his dick still buried deep i
Sam was sitting on his desk trying so hard to focus on the copies of books in front of him, but he was losing the battle. What he was trying to read was nowhere near as interesting as Miss Linda's amazing backside. His teacher, Miss Linda, was wearing a pair blue heeled sandals which were accompanied by a short blue skirt that could only be referred to as a mini skirt. Miss Linda's skirt was so short that I was high above her knees and as she stood in front of the class, writing on the board, the sight of the backs of her trimmed thigh had Sam dick, raging hard in his shortThe biggest turn on of all for Sam was that Miss Linda knew it. She was aware of how her dressing would affect the student. As she was writing on the board, she made it a point to reach up high several times to make bold notes above her original sentences. Each time she did this, her skirt raised even higher that it would be barely covering her ass.There was no way Miss Linda would deny that she was not aware of
Sam did as she said and walked over to her desk, then stood in front of her. She stared at Sam who was finding it hard to hold her gaze..He lowered his eyes and found myself staring at her impressive cleavage."Like what you see Sam?" She asked."Huh?" He snapped his head up, "I...""You haven't gotten out of the trouble you created for yourself and you are still gawking at me?" She asked."No, sorry,,,, I....""Well here, let me help you out." She interrupted.She grabbed her blouse and slid it off her shoulders, then removed it. The shirt beneath was sleeveless and as Sam took in the smooth skin of her shoulders, Miss Linda shoved her chest out at him."There you go, Sam, get a good long look at them." She shook her head, "That is what you do all during class, right? Stare and think about fucking me, right?""I..." hearing her say that fucking stunned Sam and he resorted to shaking his head again."Really?" she raised her eyebrows, "That note would indicate otherwise.""Well I...uh.
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
"How long had this been here?' he wondered, straightening the crunched-up paper and running his eyes over it. "What the..." He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had to rub his eyes to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating. "How, how could this be!" He let out subconsciously. "Amelia was pregnant? That's not possible!" He blurted out, letting the paper fall from his grasp. His eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets darted across the room, looking for something he couldn't quite place his finger on. "This...this has to be a joke!" Rothschild said, reaching for the paper again and reading it for the umpteenth time since he found the paper. For some reason, he lifted the pillow again to see how many more were there, but there was nothing else. "How is this paper here, was it kept deliberately so he could see it, and how did she know that he was going to come in here and see it?" Different thoughts kept running concurrently through his head, but he cou
One day, Rothschild was searching through the wardrobe when he saw, Amelia's favorite dress. He look it and the sweet smell of Amelia covered his nose. Her scent clogged Rothschild's nostrils And he could not help but relive the memories of Amelia. For some reason unknown to him, he had chosen to stay in this room among all the other rooms in the house just because he wanted to get as far away from Bella as possible. Staying in this room was a choice he never intended. The night he got back from the doctor's office, He left Bella to sleep on their matrimonial bed while he sought another room where he could cry himself to sleep; he didn't want Bella to hear while he was crying, so she wouldn't bother herself about him. So he had quietly gotten up while she was asleep and made his way out. He found his legs beginning to buckle under him as he walked, and as a result, he barged into the room close to him and rushed toward the bed. Only did he realize the next morning that he