India Summer And Her Step-son
" If you don't, some chapters will be displayed incorrectly. The blasting pop music from the house reached all the way to the street. It was late Friday, so it was a tradition for the young to keep the city awake. Unfazed, you walked up the staircase with a sleeping bag over your shoulder. Before you could knock, the door swung open, almost sending you tumbling.She stood there, the light from indoors behind her, outlining her in the darkness outside. She was wearing a shirt, her braided blonde. We all face each other in a circle and slowly make our way to an elevated floor.Marcy smiles. “Whatever happens, it stays between us. I’m married and …”“I am too, but all that doesn’t matter. I have a husband out of financial convenience. I have never cheated on him but he doesn’t pay much attention to me either. Watching the both of you on the train just compelled me to reach out. I don’t know what will happen. It’s a safe place and we can all be whatever we want to be and do whatever we want. I heard the bed squeak as he got in and then I heard mom let out a low moan. The bed started squeaking and mom's moaning got louder. All of a sudden I heard her telling him to fuck her harder and faster. Then I heard him gasp and grunt and she said Oh God I'm coming again. Then everything quieted down. That was the first time."We had paddled into the shallow end of the pool so we could touch bottom. Her story had given me a throbbing hardon and I wanted to put it where it belonged. I slide my. .. and in that instant a tiny arm reached across her chest to grasp her other nipple."My God," she breathed, "just like Kenny used to..." But despite the feelings of titillation, the Demerol and fatigue were simply too much for her and Jessica Stewart drifted into a pleasant sleep filled with dreams of her husband slipping a gown from her shoulders and exposing her swollen breasts as he suckled one nipple while caressing the other."Jessica, sweetheart, it's only a coincidence," intoned.
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