Because his mother worked days and I had afternoons off I was usually home when Bobby returned from school. He almost always went straight to his bedr...oom and closed the door. It turned me on to think that my stepson was in there playing with himself. It really turned me on.One afternoon I was home alone. Bobby was at baseball practice and his mother, of course, was at work. I knew I was doing the wrong thing, and I felt guilty for it, but I ventured into Bobby’s bedroom. It smelled like an. My thumb found her throbbing clit, and I toyed with it, rubbing it back and forth, letting it flick stiffly from either side of my molesting digit. She hummed in pleasure, her brow furrowing at the apex of her forehead, such a look of vulnerability upon her face. “You like it when your big sister fucks your little pussy?” I whispered, crinkling my nose dotingly. She nodded, making an infantile face of contentment, bringing both her hands around my breast as though to milk me. Despite her façade. One day he took her to the hotel and tried to have sex it seems but he didn’t know how to do he can’t even enter his short dick inside her even after soo many tries (I got to know this later from her after their break-up).It’s been few years he became bit psycho so she left him after few quarrels, I even broke up with him for all the nasty jobs he is doing and some money issues he kept me in trouble which leads to fighting with my other friends and even went to the station.He completely lied. I sit back in the chair slowly nursing my own swollen member while watching my wife show me how she’d deal with a BBC.She leaves Jeans dick and crawls back over to me on all fours on the chair taking my prick in her mouth, she looks up at me with wanton abandon while blowing me. I can see she’s cock hungry and desperate “Of course darling” I say, as I bend down and gently kiss her on the lips. She goes back to blowing me but this time obviously offering her already open-flowered pussy to him.