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” “Thank you Robert. How lovely that you remembered.” “I got you a present. Want to see what it is?” “Robert, you didn’t have to buy me anything.” Robert handed me a beautifully wrapped box. It was pink wrapping paper with a huge pink bow. Robert is my step son. He’s twenty one and is home for the summer from college. I opened the box and inside was a pink quarter cup bra, pink lace panties, pink garter belt, and nude hold up stockings. “This is beautiful, but why are you buying me lingerie?” “I know that my dad buys it for you, and I thought you would look spectacular in it. Why don’t you put it on for me and model it.” “You’re my stepson. Why would I want to model lingerie for you?” “Because, I bought it for your birthday.” “I know and you’re very thoughtful, but we cannot have sex. I’m married to your father.” “First off, my father is not here. I’m twenty-one and you’re not even my mother. So why don’t you go and put that lingerie on and get on your knees and start to. The extra depth that I can now achieve sends her over the edge. She lets out a silent scream as a small orgasm rush through her. Her pussy tightens even more and it’s hard not to blow my load myself. “Mmmmm that was nice Robbie but I need a real one now. I want you to fuck me, fuck me please! Make me cum!”Holding her by the hips with her knees still by my side we start the motion. Stacey’s uses my chest to lift herself up and slam down again. As I use the small space, I have with my hips of the bed to pump up into her. Our pace quickens now and we go at a much faster pace. Our bodies slamming against each other as her moans become louder. A bit too loud. “Stacey, we have to stay quiet or mom will hear.” I whisper loudly out to her but she doesn’t reply. As I thrust a few more times into her, a few more loud moans escape her lips. I feel one of her hands leave my chest and I can just make out the silhouette of her hand now across her mouth. Her moans now muffled as I up my efforts. We.
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