Then he pressed the soft flesh together and ran his hot tongue wildly from one rich nipple to the other again, but faster now. Not interrupting his mo...vements, he maneuvered his body so his knees were between his stepsister’s legs. Kissing, nipping, and tonguing the delicious red buttons, he pushed his face deep into each trembling globe, leaving them moist with his saliva.“Oh, darling, what a terrific feeling!” she cried passionately as her hands pulled his head ever closer to. ”Jill's face relaxed, now less worried and more a mask of sympathy, reaching across the table to grasp her old boyfriend’s hand in a sign of compassion and caring.Squeezing back, Callan continued his theme of self-pity and sadness. “You know something, Jill. I really envy guys like Dave and Chris. They have it all. And look at me. Failed marriage. Wife ran off with a younger guy. No kids. Only a lonely mid-life crisis and retirement to look forward to.”“You know you could still make a go of it. “You know what the Ghurkas say about their kukris don’t you?” I nodded. “Say it.” Her look was stern. “If you take it out you have to use it.” Her grin was the grin of a wolf spotting a lame goat. “Shall I?” “If you don’t I’ll kick you out.” “That’s earned you a spanked arse.” Slowly, deliberately, she lowered the zip and after a brief fumble extricated a yellow, fairly slender cock. I couldn’t help laughing. “Interesting colour!” “How many spankings do you want, bitch?” I don’t think she had. I know I feel special. He took his cock out of her mouth and climbed of the sofa. Standing between her legs looking at her pussy he was stroking his dick. For such a young k** his dick was impressive. It looked to be all of 6 and 1/2 inches long and almost as fat as mine. Thank God I had him beat in size. Mine was nearly 8 and 1/2 inches long. Let me take her panties of, the k** said. No. Not yet, I want to look at her in her sexy underware for a minute. I told the k** that I wanted to kiss her.