*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I live in a very sexually repressed town and lets just say that ever since we moved into our neighborhood I’ve been pretty popular among anyone with a dick.
Being married to an older man has its pros and cons but for me, being a step mom and having access to all of my step-son’s hot friends is an absolute a pro in my life…
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
When I married hubby, I had never met his son. He was on a long European vacation with his mother. So when we finally met, I had already been married to his father for about a month. It had been a whirlwind romance with hubby and me and he was such a sweet man. I couldn’t help but love him. And then his son arrived.
It was like seeing the sweetness I loved in his father, mixed with innocence and raw, budding sexuality. The chemistry was undeniable. He was too young for me to have such thoughts, but I was prepared to wait. I could tell that he was going to be impossible for me to resist.
The bedroom was dark and cool. My husband was out of town for business, supposedly. I knew what he was really doing with that slut secretary of his–and I knew I could get my revenge on him later with a steamy cuckold. I just needed to find a willing participant, someone who’s presence could really make him feel ashamed for his actions. Someone who I hadn’t used against him yet. I cucked my cheating husband with his own younger brother, my nephew, a few neighbors, and several strangers off the internet.
I was considering calling up that hunky electronics repair technician and setting up some sexy BBC cuck action, when I heard the door creak open behind me. I smirked and relaxed my body, pretending to be asleep. It must be time for my nightly visit with my dirty little boy…
A woman my age needs to stay healthy and fit, so I jog for a few miles every morning before breakfast. Since I get up before everyone else in the house, I take advantage and strip at the back door, peeling my sweat-soaked, tight-fitting workout clothes off my body and dumping them into a laundry hamper I keep in our back patio. What I didn’t realize was that on this particular morning, my stepson was coming down the stairs and sporting some tantalizing morning wood when he saw me, naked and sweaty, on the back patio!