But DJ clearly wasn't prepared to see his stepmother pushing an eye popping 605 lbs.!He had to quickly look elsewhere as she got up from the bench aft...er her set because he could see a lot of cleavage on display from her wet shirt. He had the mental image that her chest look like it was desperately trying to make a break for it out of the opening in her top.There were many other ideas that quickly sprang to his young mind every time he saw her in a wet shirt soaked in sweat.He really envied his. ‘Why are you still up?’ he asked. ‘Couldn’t sleep,’ she said. ‘Can I get you anything?’ He turned and saw she had moved toward him while she spoke. Looking into her eyes was a bad idea, so he lowered his gaze and saw her lips were parted slightly. Shifting his eyes desperately, he noticed the slow rise and fall of her chest and his eyes fluttered shut momentarily. Get it together, he told himself. ‘Will?’ She placed a hand on his arm and he looked at it blankly, the delicate fingers barely. “What do you want to see?” she asked him breathlessly. There was a growing part of her that wanted him to see all of her. His strokes were becoming erratic. His balls tensed up and his cock lengthened in his grip. “I want. . . oh god it’s so good.” He was beginning to lose it. Miss Travatore realized he would shoot all his cum all over her if she didn’t do something about it, and she didn’t have a change of clothes. She had never liked the taste of cum, so she quickly hiked her skirt up to her. ” “Hi, is this Kenneth?” “Yes it.” “This is Casey.” “Oh. Hi there gorgeous. I didn’t expect you to call me so soon. How was your day.” “Fine. Just got home and had dinner with my son and now relaxing.” “Great. You have a son?” “Yes, he’s 12. You have any kids?”“Never been married.” “Hard to imagine a guy as handsome as you are still single.” He laughs then says. “Your divorced?” “Um?.Yeah. I ‘m single.” He laughs again. “Didn’t think you’d be placing an ad if you were married. Listen. I was.