"Is that because of your stepmom?" Her question perplexed me and I finally broke my silence," What do you mean by that?" "I mean, maybe she wouldn't w...ant another woman taking away all of your attention. Maybe she wants you all to herself." Lisa knelt in front of me, licking playfully around the head of my cock. "Have you ever fantasized about your stepmom doing this to you?" "That wouldn't be right. She's my stepmother." She halted her licking now, pumping my dick in her fist and added, "The. “What’s not fair is them assuming that taking you out means that they are entitled to a kiss, let alone anything else! Those guys are «некультурный», as my Russian friend would say - uncultured, uncivilized barbarians. Those are the kind of guys that give all of us a bad name.”“You have a Russian friend? That’s cool!”“Actually, several. I also have lots of Swedish friends, since I lived there for a year. And a good friend from Spain that hangs out with us on the weekend.”“Us?” she asked.“My. You will drink it all and you will do it quickly. I have heard that it tastes best when it’s fresh.?He picked up the glass and she did the same, clinking her glass to his like friends would before they drink. Her eyes got bigger as she watched intently as he raised his glass to his lips. He took the first sip and it was quite acidic, certainly not a pleasant taste at all and he grimaced a little. She grinned as she took a mouthful of her own drink, a twinkle evident in her eye.This morning had. I watched her as I pulled off my shirt and loosened my pants, her eyes were half-closed as I opened her bodice and exposed her breasts with a flick of her bra-clasp. God! She was beautiful, I had to have her soon. But I was in no hurry. I felt the limo slow down and turn into the park as I kissed her breasts and nibbled at her nipples as I slowly rolled her panties down her hips and legs. I knew George must be enjoying the show as I slid them down her legs and freed one foot from them so she.