My dad was a carpenter and built his own house but because we were poor, dad used a lot of used building materials from old houses he tore down. The p...article board covering one wall of my bedroom has tiny little nails holes in it. That wall faced the porch where the bathtub was set up as we didn't have a bathroom, only an outhouse. One night while I was lying in bed, my step mom decided to take a bath. When she turned on the porch light, I noticed I could see some light coming through the tiny. "How's about a quick blowjob, then?"Again, I laughed, but this time it was more for Lana's benefit. I knewshe cracked jokes when she was nervous or scared, and that had to bethe case right now. I put my arm around her shoulder and hugger hertight."Hey," she said. "You know what?l" What's that, darling?l"This is...the first time. The first time we've been together as manand woman. Husband and wife. Only the other way around." You're right," I said.Lana reached up and squeezed my hand. "Hey. My cock beginning to get hard just looking at her in her very Revealing outfit, huge heels, tiny skirt that barley covers her ass and a nice strappy top, not sure whether there’s a bra, that can barely contain her fantastic tits. I’m just staring hoping they jump out. After another pint of liquid courage, I decide I have to talk to you. I head over the dance floor, trying to look as confident as I can. “Do you fancy a drink” I yell over the music. You look me up and down “yeah” We push our way. You begin with my front though. You move the scrubber and your hands along my neck, and down my chest, to my pierced nipples, rubbing the scrubber along my nipples to make them hard, squeezing both of my tits in your hands. Pinching each one of the nipples you work your hands down to my stomach, then to my legs. You scrub down all the way to my feet then back up till you are standing, and you spread my legs further apart so that you can use the scrubber on my sensitive pussy. Knowing that it is.