Dizzy dame. *** The traffic was jammed up all along Derby Boulevard. It had been ten minutes since I kicked the girl out of my car and I’d barely ma...de it a quarter of a mile further. The only thing different was that it had started to rain. It was almost midnight and the night clubs were ready to close. People were making a run for their cars, dodging between the vehicles in the road. A stupid move if you ask me what with the rain coming down. I could hardly see the car ahead of me let alone. .."It took me a couple of seconds to realize the lamp was vibrating. "Shit!" I said in a staccato voice. Instinctively, I threw the lamp. It smacked into the wall, and fell behind the boxes in the corner.Holy shit... Is there an animal in there?! I thought, embarrassed with myself that I was shaking. After a second, I realized what was happening. I started laughing. "Oh, shit. It's, like, a realistic one!" I said. It must vibrate when you rub it, or something. That's really clever. I was moving. Arlene and I are under the understanding that as long as no one gets hurt, then two people should be able to have sex and help each other out. Yes we do feel guilty sometimes, but her love of her step-son's cock makes her forget the guilt as she writhes around on the bed as I give her another intense orgasm. * It was now Sunday afternoon. My sister had been at her friend's house all weekend, while my step-mum and I had just finished having another incredible sex session. We lay on my bed. The stockings highlighted her shapely legs, right down to the four-inch white spike heels she had on. A matching white leather bustier pushed her D cup breasts up and out, so that seeming acres of freckled flesh were exposed. Over the bustier top, she wore a short white leather bolero jacket. Her makeup was done lightly but perfectly, and her perfume was intoxicating to both John and Malcolm. Anita carefully climbed onto a barstool next to John and seductively crossed her legs. Reaching over,.