At night he said that he was very happy. He also told that he consulted a doctor who is giving him some medicine and has assured that we would soon ge...t our child! He even showed me few tablets. I was surprised.He continued and even cried saying that he kept away from me as he was earlier found to be incapable of having his own kids. That inferiority complex was eating him. I felt bad for him and now I did feel good as he was happy. We stayed for three days and had sex couple of times although. Please" she begged.Jack froze, God his stepm*m was dirty! He moved his hand away , had he gone too far?"Please my pussy ! I need to feel you , please rub it , please", his step m* m begged. This was just like an internet soundtrack! Sylvia began to writhe under what covers she had still on. Jack looked to his d*d , who just smiled and said quietly , "wel done s*n!"Peter mover forward, "want to see more?"Jack nodded could this get any better than it already was?Peter took the duvet then smiling. When she pulled off thebib, she placed a sippy type cup between his palms, making him sip onsome juice until he shook off some of the cob webs, finally rememberingsome of what had happened."I think she's ok now, mom?" said a young tall attractive woman in a lowcut top, softly touching his face and pressing some ice across his lips."Hey sweetie. You feeling better?" Now I am," said Chris, practically talking into her boobs as suddenlyshe reached in, unbuckling him and picking him up."Good girl.. The moan that was building caught in my throat causing my back to arch further pressing my sensitive nipple deeper into Claire’s hungry mouth. Claire pulled her mouth away and asked me in a whisper, “Lexi, I want to taste you, will you let me taste your pussy baby.” My response was a ragged gasp, “yes, please.” Claire led a trail of kisses down my tummy to my aching pussy. I was so wet and turned on; I just yearned to be touched. I wanted a release, it no longer mattered that Claire was a.