She held my hands firmly and by this time she had positioned her crotch with mine.“You don’t know what I’m talking about” she started “Let m...e be more direct. Why the hell were you looking at my tits?”I was shocked to hear that from my stepmom and also was embarrassed. But I couldn’t know why she was smiling the way she was.I admitted “I was glancing up your chest since the opportunity was there to look. Now get up.”I tried pushing her off me. But I couldn’t move her. My movement was blocked by. Don't you, slut?" Yes, Mistress! I am so happy to meet a new little sister." Scarlett smiled, her eyes on Zoe."So is this why you invited us over, Stacy? I thought you really wanted a tattoo." Angie asked."Oh no! I do want a tattoo, we want them, Zoe and I. Zoe is only sixteen, though, so that's a problem, but not why I invited you here. We really wanted to talk to you about organic inks, and to get a sample to test first. We have some, um, rather stringent requirements about the ink, you see.". We worked all night, so 8 a.m. is dinner time for us. Michael came in shortly after me. He kissed me. We ate and cleaned up the dishes. He walked up behind me and put his strong arms around me. He was still in his scrubs and rubbed his hard monster cock on my butt crack."Trevor, babe, I've been horny since I gave you the blowjob in the closet. You owe me one." I reached behind me and slowly stroked Michael's engorged cock. "One? I could suck you all day and never get full of your jism." Michael. ” I wanted to pick up Amanda take her off my lap and set her down on the couch. I was ready to punch Sam as hard as I can in the face. But right now Amanda was dead weight and I did promise her I would behave myself. “You bet that we would lose last night?” I knew fire was going out of my nose. I was pissed that this jackass would bet that OUR team, the team that we play on together, would lose. Sam could tell I was pissed but he remained calm. “No nothing like that. I bet Amanda that I would.