I ate two more shitloads that morning before the house emptied for the day. I forget who sat on me to pick her bellybutton, shave her legs, and put on... her makeup.The week dragged on. I'd accepted my fate as a human sewage tank. Six months was a long way away; and, even then, I figured there'd still be no guarantee that they'd let me leave.The pain and pressure in my loins grew again over the next couple of days, but I got wonderful release again while Erica was pushing a big turd into my mouth. With this thought in mind you part my soft wet pussy lips and trace your tongue from the top of my clit to my the bottom of my pussy. You taste my juices for the first time. Savouring them, you say“Baby, just like I said earlier,”I look into your eyes“You taste just as good as I thought you would”Your mouth continues to run up and down my pussy, making it shudder every time you go over the bump. My back arches and my moans grow louder as your licking becomes faster. Now you lick a little deeper. 'Why didn't I just lie down and masturbate thinking about her?' I heard the floor creak and then she grabbed my arms. She yanked down my hands. "Does Sherry know that you have a thing for your step mom?" "No, she does not," I groaned through my teeth and failing to make eye contact. Her palms slithered down to my crotch. "Do you I have your permission to undo your shorts now?" "It's not like you are giving me a choice." Then she came right to me and kissed me on the lips. "It's your call.". " Is this a bad time?" she asked. "Would it be easier for you if I got up a half-hour earlier?" No," I said. "As long as you're done by now. This is the time I always get up. It's okay." All right then. Well, let me know." She started to move forward, but the hallway was too narrow to get around me, so I had to push my back against the wall for her to get by. In doing so, her barely contained breasts passed just below my face, and I could smell the sweet perfume exuding from her.After she.