Three months later, we were going out to eat when Ellen handed me a small remote control just like the one Angie had.I said, “Jesus, Ellen, not you ...too.”She said, “Who do you think gave Angie the one she’s got?”Well, that night, Ellen was exhausted by the time we got home, not to mention pregnant. I’m not sure if I knocked her up in the back seat of my SUV or on her desk in her office at lunch that day. Not exactly sure when it happened. Really doesn’t matter, my wife seldom left home without a. It's one of the few benefits ofa messed up childhood: you learn to take care of yourself. This isdifferent, though. This is... you know, Steele. I've rubbed shoulderswith the powerful before, but nobody in this guy's league. The dude'sseriously dangerous. Vengeful. Even if only half the rumours are true,you don't get away from this guy. Unfortunately, rumours are usually onlyhalf the real story. In my experience, it's the really scary stuff thatpeople don't know about.My only real concern in. Taylor felt the warmth in her crotch spread, the tingle taking over every fibre of her being as she and Michelle ground their cunts together. Speeding up, she abandoned all care and pulled Michelle closer as Michelle’s pubis stimulated her clit. Faster, faster, Taylor’s entire body felt focused in her pussy, every nerve fibre leading to her clit, every thought concentrated on the waves of pleasure flowing through her and she knew she needed Michelle in her. “Stick your fingers in me, fuck me!”. “Do you want to talk about it?” my mom askedI looked at her, then nodded.My mom and uncle looked at each other, and then mom spoke.“Well, long story short, I love your father, but a woman needs a MAN in her life. I felt neglected, unfulfilled. From the footage you probably know that your father isn’t very… large down there. Now your uncle Mark. I’ve always found him incredibly attractive, despite him being my brother. I told him my problems with Barry, your father I mean, and it just… happened..