FamilyStrokes - Mothers Day Threesome With Step-Mom

Isabelle locked eyes with him and smiled. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around him, her silky thighs caressing his hips, gyrating her sex against him. He held onto her waist, and pulled her in, her nipples grazing against his chest. ‘Oh my God Isabelle, yes, yes I’m about to...mmmh, come.’ He felt a warm rush in his penis, blonde and then he was coming inside her, her quivering hole milking his seed. Darius was in heaven, riding the crests of each wave of pleasure, her moist depths a well of delight as he continued thrusting inside her. ‘Oh my sweet doggystyle Isabelle, yes, my horny little minx’ he whispered into her ear as he kissed her, her yielding lips on his. Her breasts cushioned on his chest, waves of pleasure rolling through him with each load of cum spurting inside her. As his dick softened, it lolled out of her pussy, white cum dripping out of her sex. He smeared the tip on and around her labia to remove any remnants of his cum. Her legs relaxed their tight grip on his hips, and she sunk to the floor, and they both basked in the afterglow of orgasm. Darius cupped Isabelle’s chin, rubbing his thumb over her rosy cheeks. He smiled at her. She scowled back. ‘You’re a horrid, horrid man, Darius. But when you make love to me...I’ve never felt something quite so wonderful…’ she trailed off, tracing her aeroela with a lazy finger. Darius tucked his dick into his underwear and zipped up his trousers. He leant over and gave Isabelle a kiss on the forehead. ‘If you want your freedom,’ he told her, ‘you’ll first have to seduce cumshot one of your friends. It’s up to you which. You can use this to help.’ He chucked her his throwaway phone. ‘22 characters left. Use them wisely. Any text sent by this will be an irresistible command.’ She stared down at the phone, then looked up at him. ‘And then what?’ Darius grinned. ‘Well, if you can do all 3 tasks, and at the end tell me you didn’t enjoy it, you will prove you’re not a slut. You’ve got threesome till Wednesday. Good luck.’ He put his hands in his pockets and left the room, whistling a faint tune. Isabelle was sat there, cum leaking out of her pussy, staring Brunette ahead in a daze. All characters in this story are 18+ Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My name is Jack and I was born in a small town in Kansas. My dad owned and ran his own store which kept him away from home a lot but I'd usually spend lazy summer days helping him out around the store or just hanging around it in general. I was an only child until my little brother was born when I was in the sixth grade. The introduction of a baby into the family dynamic was anything but smooth. My parents were already spread pretty thin with the shop and the general struggles of house duties. I can distinctly remember my father telling me " Jack, as a man you've gotta be willing to make sacrifices.". At the time I was confused by the almost cryptic sentence but as I got older I learned what he meant by that. Whispering how I felt and how bad she wanted me to feel myself around her. One by one they each went into hospital, and one by one they each came out with beautiful fake F-cup tits straining against their old innocent dresses. The threesome dark cat was caged, I could have my way with this wild panther at my leisure. I kept my eyes averted. You are suspended! This is blonde taking forever and I’m doing everything you said to do but it’s not working. And as she felt him positioning her hand on his dick to jack him off as he fucked her face, she wanted to scream with fear and moan with pleasure. He gave us each $1000 bucks. “Maybe I will try Brunette out one of my new vibes” she thought trying to remember if it had a silent mode. Even doggystyle with the water running, her heart thudded so loudly. She was begging to be owned and she was so beautiful, so cumshot innocent, so yielding! Watching as her friend received a deeper, more sensual tongue lashing. I realizing it must be hurting, so I pulled out a little, but kept it right there against her pussy. As the week dragged on, I couldn't get this pernicious—a word I looked up just to fully understand what that dumb book had done to me—feeling out of my mind.