"Come on mister; fuck me before the knock on the door comes."I turned back to her. She was in the same position. She mouthed, 'come on.'Reluctantly, I... took off my shirt and got between her legs. She reached out and tugged me to her, inserting my cock and pulling me in with her legs around me."Fuck me mister," she ordered, "fuck me." I did."You can do better than that, come on mister, come..." she began to cry. Deep sobs, tears covering her face, uncontrollable shudders, quiet weeping. I stopped. Going to see her parents brings on a lot of stress for Tracy. The ride up is about two hours. Thirty minutes into the wide Tracy unzips her jeans and begins to masturbate while driving. For the next hour while she is driving she has 4-5 orgasms. Needless to say her stress is lower but my cock is raging. We get top her sisters house and we have a few beers and head to bed. I am thinking I will end up with blue balls but to my amazement Tracy strips down and goes right to work sucking my cock. I. Two things happened at that moment to convince me that we were made to be lovers. First, his hands rested on my hips while his appendage slapped up against the canyon of my ass. Second, we met half way to an awkward attempt at a passionate kiss. We broke the kiss and went for another attempt. It took a third before we both were comfortable with kissing. Once we were, my tongue delved into his mouth and we began upping the passion. Shoot, my hips were moving so much that when he went rigid, I. I liked the noises she made and I liked that my touch could affect her so. "I have something else I want to show you." She lay back on the bed and lifted her skirt, exposing her shaved pussy. She had no panties on. It seemed so naughty to think of my step-mother at work all day not wearing panties. She started touching her pussy while I watched. She spread her lips for me. She showed me her clit and demonstrated how to rub it with her finger tips. "You want to touch it?" She opened her legs to.