"Bryan, you must not do this. Please, this is not right." My voice cracked as I spoke. But I did not try to remove his hand. And I did not lower my ar...m to block his access to my breast. I just laid there motionless, allowing my stepson to stroke the side of my breast. "Brenda, it is okay. I just want to me near you, to touch you. I love you so much." And I knew he did. I could feel the love in his voice and his touch. And I was deeply in love with my stepson too. I did not respond, silently. ” “How she left me while I was away.”“Dave, she is a selfish Bitch, get her out of your mind.” “She went for the money, shedidn’t care your sacrifice for us.” “ Dave, I can make you forget.” Mary pulled me by the arm.“Dave, let’s go down stairs.” She had a devilish smile. The basement brought back memories of the times we spent together as kids.It felt very strange to be going down their with my lover.Mary leaned against the pool table and pulled me toward her.We held each other tight and. Her bright red hair reached just below her shoulders when she let it loose, her breasts were also still quite perky although those had gotten some help from a surgeon as she had always loved having them and the attention those got from her husband and other men as well. Rather she was alone by her own choice as she had not felt right to bring other men into her home. Though on occasion she did miss sex and having the young men at the office drop their not so subtle hints to her was starting to. As the man made his way back to her belly, Summer lifted her hips hoping the luscious lips would make her way to her cock, but the man stopped at her belly, loving her belly button with his tongue. The man stood up and she could hear him walk to the door. The door opened, and another set of footsteps entered the room. Summer became apprehensive after the door closed and asked what was going on. The man walked over to Summer and smacked her on the ass and said, "You're not supposed to be.