After Steph left old Claude and he was back in jail, this time for a felony and would be away a few years. I had got Steph an ATM card and she used th...at to hide money she saved and for shopping. Stephanie told me her new apartment was the nicest place she had lived since marrying Claude.I often visited Sis and we'd talk, I would bring over steaks and food for dinner, Steph cooked dinner and made my cock hard. She wore some sexy things and her fab body and tight cloths were a sight. She felt. She didn't notice a thing, but she'll undoubtedly be feeling much better by tomorrow.Now, where was I again? Oh yes...My physical appearance was an ironic contrast to what my family surname would suggest. I'd inherited strong Anglo-Saxon traits from my Mother's side of the family and personality traits from my Dad's. My build was always a bit on the small side. I was never considered scrawny but I was never all that muscular either. With my ocean-blue eyes and rich yellow hair I was often. I slid a second finger in next to the first. She bit her bottom lip as I smiled at her. Wiggling my fingers inside her soon had her panting in excitement, her eyes lowered to watch my fingers wiggle. You would never know by looking at her that she was fifty-five years old. She was a beautiful woman and mother who looked to be in her late thirties. Her skin was smooth and silky. Her body was slender and she had the look of an athlete. "Oh god, oh god," she whispered shaking and shivering. ” His wife said. She lent back on the desk in front of us with the camera and slid onto it. Spreading her legs wide then slipping her skirt up revealing her sopping wet pussy. She slipped her fingers in and out of herself, put the camera down for a second and took off her top; her tits looked delicious. My cock was so hard and begging to be released by this point. I looked to my boss and saw his cock was at the same stage. And he was looking right at my crotch. He slowly slid his hand onto my.