stepsonscummingforchristmas

Stepson's Cumming for Christmas

(m/f, n/c)

by
Black Demon

______________________________________________ Standard Disclaimer! This is a fictional story intended for Adults only! ______________________________________________

For some teens living in the inner city, getting into the Christmas spirit and holiday cheer was an impossibility, taking more delight in causing grief to someone than to bring joy to another. One such devious and demented individuals was young 18 year old Ron Pritcher, currently a senior at an inner city high school in the City of Philadelphia, a football jock who had gotten off of a couple petty theft charges due to the influence of his high school coach. Ron hated his father, blaming him for the divorce from his mother some ten years earlier, all because he was 'so busy with work'! His father had tried to make amends, expensive gifts for his birthday and at Christmas time, along with trying to get him to spend the holidays with him. As for the invites to spend the holidays on the west coast, that of flying first class each way, Ron had always passed figuring it'd be more fun 'fucking around' in Philli! Being a hot good looking jock got him a whole lot of teenage pussy, along with a few married ones to boot, and there were two teenage girls along with a married woman who could attest to the fact that he was not shooting blanks. So flying off for a couple weeks on the west coast was really a turn-off for Ron, as he figured that there wouldn't be any nookie for him as he knew no one out there.

Earlier in the year, his louse of a father had gotten remarried, had wanted him to fly out for the wedding but Ron naturally refused to go. Following the wedding, his father had emailed him, inviting him once again to plan and come out for a visit at the end of the year. Along with that was an URL link to photos taken of the wedding, adding that his new stepmom 'Gwen' had put the site together. Having never before met or seen his father's new wife, Ron did wonder as to 'How in the hell would anyone marry that fucking asshole! Wouldn't be surprised that she looks like a fuck'n dog and barks!' Curious, Ron clicked onto the link that took him to the site, causing him to loudly mutter out "Damn ..................she's a fuck'n hottie! Wow! Holy shit! Jeez ....................what'd I give to get her in the sack! Oh, shit ....................damn, I'd sure like to get some head from her! Hmmm, get her naked and have those long sexy legs wrapped around my ass when I'm humping her!" It was not only the head on his shoulders that was thinking at that moment, for eyeing up his father's beautiful new bride, the head between his legs was throbbing as well as swelling up with excitement at the thought of such an illicit affair. The website included photos from when they first began dating, up to and including the wedding itself, causing Ron to think 'Damn, why would a 32 year old beauty like that want to date a 46 year old fart like the prick I've got for a father? Shit, if I can get into her tight little panties .........................I'll show her what real fucking is all about!'

Mrs. Gwen Pritcher

Seeing the smile on her husband's face told the whole story and Gwen felt so happy for her husband of nine months. Mark had told her a bit of him parting ways with his first wife, which had been a mutual separation on their part back then, but her husband's son blamed him solely for leaving the family and held a grudge against him all this time. Gwen recalled her husband trying to get his son Ron to fly over and be the 'best man' for the wedding, how disappointed Mark had been when Ron had refused to come, and she had to comfort him in telling Mark to "Just give him more time, honey! He'll eventually come around!" So when Mark got the email from his son advising that he was taking him up on the offer and coming to visit that Christmas vacation, Gwen was happy for her husband who excitedly told her "I can't believe it ........................he's coming ....................he's coming!" But at that very instant, all the way across the country, Ron Pritcher was on his computer, fantasizing while looking at pictures .............................pictures of his beautiful new stepmother ..............................fantasizing of having seduced her into bed with him ......................panting out loudly "I can't believe it ........................I'm cumming ..........................I'm cumming!" Gwen's genuine happiness would have faded fast if she knew that Ron was not coming to spend time to be with his father .........................but to spend time with her ....................................alone with her .................................wanting her naked in bed with him!

With Mark to pick his son up from the airport after work that Friday night, Gwen went straight home after letting her 4th grade class out to start the Christmas vacation to prepare a nice dinner for the arrival and meeting of her stepson. Hearing the garage door opening, Gwen quickly washed her hands and brushed back her hair to make herself presentable for this special occasion. With a wide smile on her face, Gwen prepared herself to welcome their guest with open arms, then she was taken by surprise by the big strapping and handsome young man that stepped through the door. The picture that Mark kept on the refrigerator door was apparently a two to three year old photo, depicting a rather skinny and awkward looking teen vs handsome young man that had come to visit. Snapping out of being caught by surprise at how handsome and tall he was, Gwen stepped forward to meet and greet her stepson, embracing him with a welcoming hug as he entered the door. As she stepped forward to welcome the young man into their home, Gwen embraced her stepson and gave him a kiss on the cheek, unaware of the temptation that the horny young stud was fighting back the urge to slide his hands from her waist to cup her beautiful ass. Also the young stud was tempted to turn his face a bit so as to initiate an intimate kiss by sliding his tongue into her mouth.

'Man, not only is she fuck'n beautiful, she's a damn good cook! But what I'd really like to eat ..................is HER!' Ron thought after being served the fabulous meal that she had been preparing for his arrival. Dinner, followed by dessert, then some pleasant conversation to get to know one another better before retiring for the night. As he was about to retire for the evening, Ron was advised by his new stepmom that "If you want to have any clothes washed, just toss it into the basket atop of the washer in the laundry room! I'll be doing a load tomorrow morning!" With the young girl seated next to him on the plane knocking over her cup of soda pop and dirtying his shirt, Ron figured that it best to wash it as soon as possible, getting it cleaned and available for use during his stay. After showering in the bathroom adjoining the laundry room, Ron was about to toss his soiled shirt into the basket sitting atop of the washer when he noticed what else was in the basket. While in under the spray of the hot shower, Ron had fantasized a bit of his new stepmother, his other head throbbing with excitement while Ron stroked at the rising erection that her image caused. Seconds later, Ron was back in the bathroom, standing over the toilet as he wanked once again at his swollen manhood, only this this with a pair of silky pink panties wrapped around his boner.

Laying in his bed some ten minutes later, Ron's heart thumped madly in his chest as he exhaled a loud sigh, his muscular body relaxing as he was totally spent .................................feeling quite exhausted ......................especially after just having creamed like never before, much going into the toilet before his hand had slipped and he had saturated the crotchband of his beautiful stepmother's pink panties with his thick spunk! 'Damn, that's the most I've ever cum at one time .................................next time it's gonna be up in that tight little pussy of hers ............................that'll knock her up for sure!' Ron told himself. After having starched the crotchband of her panties, he returned the balled up garment to where he had found them in the clothes basket. Exhausted from his trip, Ron closed his eyes, then grabbed the other pair of panties that he had retrieved from the basket, draping the crotchband of the baby blue pair over the bottom of his face so he could inhale the sweet fragrance of his lovely stepmom. Opening his lips, sucking the crotchband into his mouth, Ron then got a preliminary taste of her sweetness. Licking his lips to savor the taste, cock swelling up in his jockeys, he looked forward to when the time came when he could nuzzle his face up into her soft golden curls and then to insert his thick tongue up into her sweet little slit. His new stepmother just seemed so damned innocent that Ron suspected she had never had the pleasure of being eaten out before, something that he intended on being the very first to eat her out ..........................before giving her a hell of a fucking!

Throughout Saturday and Sunday, 'family time' was on the agenda as his father and stepmother took him around to see the sights of the city and surrounding areas, and all that Ron could do was to admire his beautiful stepmother from afar while trying to hide the hardon that she gave him. In being told of the plans that had been laid out that weekend, Ron couldn't wait for it to come to an end, for then his louse of a dad would be going back to work and leaving his beautiful stepmom to show him around and to entertain him. 'Yeah ................................Monday ..........................can't wait for the weekend to get over ......................and then I'll be all alone with my beautiful new 'stepmother'! And when the timing is right, I'll be all over her ..........................on top of her sexy body ..............................spreading her tight little pussy .............................fucking her good ...........................creaming like hell in her ..........................and hopefully knocking her up in the process!' he smiled while hoping for a very nice Christmas present, but for the time being the lacy blue panties that he had swiped from the clothes basket would have to do .......................until he got himself a nice fresh pair, one still nice and warm after being stripped off her long sexy legs!

Over Sunday night dinner, Ron was asked if there was any place in particular that he would like to see or go to, at which time he advised that he'd like to check out the campus at State U. while he was here as they'd been trying to recruit him but that he'd put them off as the east coast schools were the primary ones for him. Ron knew that his father was going back to work that next day, then was delighted to hear that the bastard was going in real early, leaving at six in the morning to beat the traffic as there was some paperwork he needed to catch up on. "What time would you like to get up tomorrow, Ron? I'll set my alarm and coffee and breakfast ready for you when you get up!" his beautiful stepmom asked of him. Purposely he said nine in the morning as Ron planned on getting up way earlier to put his devious plan into action, to which Gwen had happily replied "Great! That'll allow me to sleep in a bit too!" The thought came that he probably could slip right into her bedroom when the coast was clear right after six when his father left, that would mean taking her against her will ....................raping her ..............but he wanted her all hot and bothered ..........................needing his cock to quell that nagging itch between her sexy legs! And if his devious plan did come to fruition, that bottle filled with that the new formula of Sensual Spanish Fly would have her begging for his cock.

With his alarm set for 6:30 a.m., Ron turned it off a half hour early as he sprung awake upon hearing the garage door closing, at which time he looked out the window to confirm the fact that he was now all alone with his beautiful stepmother. Putting on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, minus the jockeys as he wanted to be primed and at the ready, Ron brushed up and shaved in preparation for the big day. Having seen where the coffee was located in the kitchen, Ron planned on having coffee brewed and ready in advance before Gwen came out to start making it. A bit later upon hearing the bedroom door opening down the hallway, Ron smiled deviously as his wicked ploy was now working to perfection, causing his growing hardon to lengthen to nearly peeking out the leg of his shorts. Hearing footsteps coming down the hallway, Ron began pouring coffee into the two cups that he had earlier set down upon the counter top. "Oh, my ..............Ron ..................you're up already!" came the surprised gasp of his stepmother as she entered the kitchen to see him stirring the contents of the coffee mug. "Yeah, for some reason I couldn't sleep and got up early so I thought I'd get things started! One spoon of the creamer, right?" Ron asked, giving her a wide smile as she nodded a 'yes' as he handed her a cup.

Totally caught by surprise in finding her stepson already up and in the kitchen, Gwen felt a bit embarrassed as she was dressed in a pink robe over the flannel pajamas that she had worn to bed the night before. She had planned on just getting the coffee started, then going back to the bedroom to change into a house dress or some casual clothing as she had done over the weekend, wanting to be a bit more presentable in front of her guest. Gwen then told herself 'It's okay, silly! What you've got on is in no way sexy or revealing in any way! In fact, it's quite the opposite .............you're way more dressed to depress .....................quite unattractive and unflattering to say the least! Besides, he's your stepson .......................not someone you're trying to impress so he'll ask you out on a date!' Smiling and taking the mug from stepson, she took a sip of the hot brew and advised that "It's just perfect! Thank you, Ron, it was so thoughtful of you to start the coffee!" Gwen then sipped more of the coffee, the spoon of creamer that had been added made the mixture perfect, with the odorless/tasteless addition of the Sensual Spanish Fly undetectable as it was advertised.

'C'mon, 'Mom' ........................finish all that special coffee I made for you! Down it all ........................and soon you'll squirming all about! Your stepson is anxious to get to know you better .......................so much better that we're gonna make some sweet music together!' Ron mentally tried to convey to her, anxious to cover her beautiful pink lips with his and to slip his tongue between them. Meanwhile his other head was just throbbing, getting all excited at the thought of delving between her other set of pink lips, making Ron all hard as he licked his lips thinking 'Drink it ...............................drink it all down .................then I know for sure you'll get all hot and bothered ............................cause the extra dose I put in your coffee mug will have you climbing the fuck''n walls real soon!' And to give her a little encouragement, he asked "Is the coffee okay with you? Too weak? Too strong? I can make another batch if you want!" "Oh, no ............no ...............it's just perfect!" came the response as she took a large gulp from the mug to show him just how good it was, nearly finishing it before adding "In fact, I think I'll have myself another cup of your delicious brew!" As he took the mug from her to pour her another cup, Ron noticed the shiver coursing through her petite body and notice her clenching her thighs together, making it obvious that the potent aphrodisiac was beginning to take effect.

"I'm so glad that you decided to spend the holidays with us! Your dad has spoken so much about you! Your coming has really made your dad's day, Ron!" his stepmother advised. Ron smiled as he took in the beauty while dressed in her pj's and robe, wanting to see just how she went to bed at night rather than her getting all prim and proper like over the weekend. As he was sitting behind the counter, Ron was glad that it provided him with some needed hiding space, cause he didn't want her freaking out should she observe his bloated cockhead come peeking out of the leg of his shorts. But as to that aspect, Ron thought 'Soon ......................soon enough ............................you'll get yourself more than a little peek! Oh, yeah ..................you'll be holding it ..................stroking it ......................licking it ...........................sucking on it .....................and squirming on it till you cream all over!' Seeing her getting a bit flushed, shuffling from side to side and then biting at her bottom lip while squeezing her thighs together, Ron knew that the time had come for him to make his move. Ron then advised his beautiful stepmother as to his real reason for coming to visit "Well, Gwen ....................to be honest, I didn't come here to see him ....................I just wanted to be with ..............YOU!" Seeing her forehead perspiring as she panted for breath, Ron took the mug from her hand as she made her way to the armchair in the living room while pulling her pink robe together and then grabbing the sash at the back of the robe to tie the front together in a bow.

As Gwen held onto the top edge of armchair to steady herself, she could not understand as to what was taking place at the moment, for never before had she ever felt this way before. Panting again and again to regain her composure, Gwen then quivered in embarrassment, as she had just went and wet the crotch band of her panties. Then the pair of strong hands holding onto her trim hips felt ever so soothing, the nuzzling at the back of her neck caused her to shiver, then the hands slid forward to grasp the end of the bow that she had tied on her robe. One end of the bow pulled till the sash came apart, Gwen could only pant for breath as she heard the whisper in her ear telling her "This is the only present I was hoping to unwrap this Christmas!" Robe flowing open, large calloused hands then slid up under her white pajama top, Gwen then panted out "No .................no ....................this is wrong! You .....................you shouldn't be touching me like this!" as thick thumbs flicked at her stiffened nipples. "Oh, God ....................oh, God ....................oh, my Goddddd!" she sobbed out in defeat as her robe fell to the floor and her pajama top was being pulled up over her head.

Naked from the waist up, shivering as her stepson suckled upon one breast and then the other, Gwen held onto the top of the armchair with her right hand to keep from sliding right off of it and plopping down onto the carpeting. "Haa ....................haa ....................ooooohhhhhhh!" she panted out loudly as thick fingers were in the waistband of both her pajama bottoms and the panties that she wore. Gwen could not believe that this could be happening right in her own home ....................with her stepson whom she had just met days earlier ..........................and he was stripping her pajama bottoms and panties right off her legs and feet. Garments flung aside by a toss of the teen's strong arm, Gwen swallowed in shame upon seeing her pajama bottoms lying on the white carpet while her lacy white panties were dangling from the edge of a branch, right near the top of the Christmas tree. Having already wet her panties, the potent aphrodisiac coursing throughout her system had her agitated slit all slick with her love juices, had Gwen feeling as if she was on fire and needing a fire hose to extinguish it and keep her from burning on up. "Ohhhhhhhh .............................ohhhhhhhhh ........................oooohhhhhhhhhhweeeeeeeeeee!" she squealed as her stepson inserted the nozzle of his thick hose to help put out the raging fire between her legs.

Buck naked after her brazen stepson stripped her pajama bottoms along with her panties in one fell swoop, large and strong hands grasping her trim hips, Gwen was pulled on down even furthere till she was nearly falling off and out of it. Grasping at the top of the padded chair to keep from falling onto the carpeted floor, Gwen gasped loudly as her stepson stopped her from sliding off the arm chair ...........................doing so by nailing her right upon it! "Eeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii .............................................nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ..................................ohhhh, noooooooooo ...............................nooooooooooooooooo .....................................what are you doinggggggggggggggggggg! STOPPPPPPPP ...............................STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP ...........................................pleaseeeeeeeeeeee, stopppppppppppppppppppppp! We can'tttttttttttttttttttttttt ....................we can'tttttttttttttttttttttttt ...................................this is wronggggggggggggg ..................................so wrong!" Gwen panted out in despair. "Ron ..........................stop! We cant ......................this is so wronggg!" she pleaded, only to hear her stepson tell her "Oh, yeah ..................oh ...................tight ...................so fuck'n tight!" The manhood that her stepson possessed, so much longer and thicker that his father, skewered deep into her as Gwen gasped "No ......................no ...............................you're not wearing anything! You'll get me me pregnant!" But her stepson only went at her more enthusiastically, burying his bone fully up into her while gloating "Oh, yeah .....................I'm gonna knock you up good .......................'MOM'!" 'Slishhhh ........................slishhhh .......................slishhh ........................slishhhh .......................slishhh ........................slishhhh .......................slishhh ........................slishhhh .......................slishhh!' were the sounds that filled the room as her vile stepson's thick cock began to piston in and out of her gushing slit.

Crossing her legs around the small of the stud's back and locking her ankles together, Gwen then arched her hips up in a timely unison with the jock's thrusting his thick muscle back into her clasping slit, swooning at this fantastic fuck session. 'Slishhhh ........................slishhhh .......................slishhh ........................slishhhh!' continued the fuck session on the armchair as her young stepson proceeded to give her the fucking of a lifetime. And as Gwen soared off into outer space, stars flashing and exploding about in her spaced out mind, she panted out "Ohhhhh, yes ...........................yessssssssssss .................so good .........................so good ............................don't stop ................................don't stop fucking me! Yesssssssssssssssssssss .....................................oh, God ..................................yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ........................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................cummingggggggggggggggggggg ............................................cummingggggggggggggggggggggggg ..........................................I'm cummingggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" Hips up off the armchair, legs tied to keep the thick cock deep within her, Gwen soared off into the stars as her stepson's thick muscle exploded in her, filling her fertile womb with his hot roe. Her stepson's voice now seemed so far away, of which she heard him panting out "Oh, 'Mom' ................................cumminnggggggg .....................................cumminggggggggggg .................................gonna knock you up with my baby!" Gwen could do nothing about it but to softly moan out "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

After a second fabulous fuck session right there on the armchair, after continuing to be nailed there upon it by her teenage stepson, Gwen slid right on off and landed with a 'thud' on the carpeting when the bastard suddenly pulled his fleshy bone right out of her. Pulled on up and given a slap on the ass before her robe was draped over her shoulders, she was told by her stepson "How about that breakfast you promised me, 'Mom'? I'm so damn hungry after that! I'm a growing boy and need some food!" Over the hot stove, Gwen could barely concentrate on cooking the food, shivering and quivering as her stepson had his hands inside of the open robe as he proceeded to run his hands up and down her trembling body. With her stepson caressing her body so intimately, Gwen just could not understand as to why her body was responding in such a fashion, with her legs weak at the knees and nagging itch had returned to irritate her vagina once again, causing her to squeeze her thighs together to keep from creaming .......................but with out any panties on, it'd be running down her inner thighs! Following a quick breakfast break, the living room couch was their next destination for three additional fuck sessions, each of which had Gwen soaring off into outer space and being flooded with her stepson's hot gooey cum.

Having locked the bedroom door after her husband left the next morning, planning on staying in her bedroom the entire day so as not to have to face her devious stepson, Gwen's heart thumped in fear when there was a knock on the door followed by the giggling of the locked door. Another set of knocks on the bedroom door, then came that male voice "Gwen .................MOM .........................are you up and decent? Open up ..........................it's me, Ron! I was wondering as to what you have planned out for us today?" Another set of knocks were followed by his taunting voice "G-w-e-n-n-n-n .......................................M-O-M-M-M-M .........................time to get up, sleepy head!" Determined to stay in her bedroom the entire day, not even wanting to see the bastard, Gwen felt a bit of relief as she heard footsteps departing down the hallway. A moment later, Gwen heard the buzzing on her cell phone indicating that she had just received a message. Retrieving the phone from the dresser top, Gwen sucked in her breath as it showed that the message was from Ron. As it was a text message and she would not have to talk to the arrogant bastard, Gwen opened up the text that read 'Take a look at the attached video ..................and if you don't open up the bedroom door, I'll see what kind of response I get when I send it to the other cell number that you gave me!'

That 'other cell number' that her stepson was referring to was that of Mark's cell number, of which she had given to him on Saturday along with hers should they have gotten separated for some reason while touring the city and countryside that weekend. Wondering what was on the attached video clip, Gwen clicked on to start it, then gasped aloud at what came on the monitor as she both saw and heard herself "Oh, Ron ...............................oh, so biggggggg .............................so gooddddddd! Fuck me ......................fuck me .......................fuck it to me ....................fuck it to me good! Ohhhhhhh .........................deeper ................deeper .........................yessssssssss ........................oh, yesssssssssssss ............................fuck it to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Frantic and now panting for breath, Gwen just could not think straight and was frozen right to the spot. Then came more knocking on the bedroom door, followed by "Oh, Mommmmm ...............................time for us to get started on this nice day!" Knowing just what the devious bastard wanted of her should she open the door for him, Gwen swallowed deeply and mentally told herself not to do so. "I guess I'll just send that video attachment to the other cell number that you gave me!" came the bastard's threat as Gwen tried to blink back the tears.

Making her way slowly to the door, Gwen reached out and hesitated, then turned the latch that locked the door and thereby unlocking it. Her heart thumbed madly in her chest as she watched the door knob turning, then sucked in her breath as the door was being pushed inwards towards her. In came her stepson with a huge grin on his face, and Gwen could only stand there frozen to the spot as the muscular arm moved towards her waist. She could only look down and stare as thick fingers grasped the lavender sash and began pulling at it, then the bow of her sash keeping her robe together came undone to allow the folds of her robe to open. Having thrown the pink robe along with her sleeping outfit worn yesterday into the trash, ridding the soiled garments that served to remind Gwen of her incestuous affair with her vile stepson, she had donned clean fresh garments for bed that night. Gritting her teeth as she forced herself to stand frozen still, allowing her deviant stepson to unbutton the top button of her purple pajama top. She felt rough calloused fingers sliding into the opening, then left breast was being cupped before thick fingers began kneading at her sensitive and budding nipple. "Please ........................please stop ................................please don't make me have sex ........................not again, please!" Gwen sobbed out as the young teenage bastard groped at her tittie.

"Please ...............................pleaseeeeee, Ron ................................don't make me have sex with you ...............again! You're my husband's son ..............................my stepson ...........................it's so wrong! I beg you ............................please, I beg of you .......................don't make me have sex with you!" Gwen sobbed out. With her wrist grasped and hand pulled forward till her fingertips were touching the bulge upon the jockeys that Ron had on, no pants over it, Gwen was told "Well ...................maybe if you use your hand ......................to get me off ................................and beg me again .......................while on your knees!" With her stepson's hand pulling her wrist down further, then upward again to have her fingertips slide under the leg band of his jockeys, his other hand was now on her shoulder and pushing her down to her knees. Once she was kneeling before her stepson, the vile young teen went and peeled down his jockeys and they slid down over her hand that was shucking at his growing cock to bunch up at the crook of her bent elbow. Bigger and bigger her stepson's cock grew in her hand, longer and longer it grew while nearing her cringing face, all while she was determined to bring him off in order to avoid having to spreading her legs for him once again. But when his strong hands were being clasped upon the back of her head while being advised to "Suck it for me, 'Mom'!", Gwen shook her heard while exclaiming that "No .........................no ............................I can't ...............................I won't do such a filthy thing! I ......................I've never done such a vile thing .................................not ................not even for your father!"

"Ohhhhhh, yeah ..............................ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh, 'Mom' ..............................you've got your stepson's cock in your mouth? How do you like the taste of your stepson's cock? It'll get tastier soon ..............................once I cum in your mouth, heh, heh! Yes ......................I'm gonna cum in your mouth ......................this is gonna your introduction to cum tasting!" Ron taunted his distraught stepmother. Gwen's hands tried pushing at her stepson's thighs, desperately trying to uncork the meaty plug in her mouth, but the fingers entwined in her hair and strong hands at the back of her head prevented her from doing so. Having her stepson's penis in her mouth was degrading and humiliating enough, but upon hearing Ron's vile declaration of intending on doing his 'thing' in her mouth, Gwen tried to toss her head from side to side in hopes of dislodging the thick piece of meat ...............before it began emitting it's foul sticky juices. Lips stretched as far as possible, making a nice and tight seal around her stepson's thick penis, Gwen began to detect that the saliva in her mouth was beginning to thicken .........................such being due to her stepson's precum leaking into her mouth as he face-fucked her! Unable to speak, not with her mouth so full, Gwen prayed 'Please ..........................please don't do it in my mouth! I'm going to be sick if he does .............................and throw up!'

"S--s--l--l--u--u--r--r--p--p ...................................s--s--l--l--u--u--r--r--p--p ...................................s--s--l--l--u--u--r--r--p--p ...................................s--s--l--l--u--u--r--r--p--p ...................................s--s--l--l--u--u--r--r--p--p!" were came the hideous sounds created from between his legs as Ron face-fucked his beautiful stepmother as she desperately tried to pull back and spit out his sawing cock. 'Damn, she's so fuck'n beautiful!' Ron's mind spun as he sucked his breath so to keep from popping his load too soon. 'So beautiful .........................so fuck'n beautiful!' he thought, even as she cringed with disgust at being forced to suck his cock, so he tugged on his fingers to pull on her entwined hair and forced her to look upwards at his grinning face. Then he proceeded to taunt her with "Do you like the taste of your stepson's cock in your mouth, 'Mom'?" Ron laughed upon seeing the tears forming in her eyes while continuing to slice in and out of her succulent pink lips. "Oh, 'Mom' .............................'Mom' .................................I'm gonna give you your very first taste of cum soon .......................very soon ..........................real soonnnnnn!" he wheezed, gritting his teeth so he could make it last even longer. And then it was time as his willpower just could not hold out any further, but he had to force himself to keep from shoving his cock all the way down her throat, wanting his beautiful stepmom to get a good taste of his hot sticky cum. Looking down into her wide frightened eyes, Ron groaned out "I'm cumming ......................cumming in your mouth! Suck it, 'Mom' .............................suck it all outta meeeeeee! Oh, 'Mom' ..............................oh,'Mom' ..............................ahhhhhhh ...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...............................arrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Tears flowed down Gwen's cheeks, as she felt so humiliated and degraded while forced to look upwards at her beaming stepson, all while her mouth was filled with his now dwindling cock and his foul slimy semen. But the last thing she wanted to do was to swallow all that filthy slime ........................but then she was told by her evil stepson "Swallow it, 'Mom' .......................swallow my cum .............................swallow your stepson's cum!" Blinking back the tears, Gwen shook her head from side to side as far as the still rather thick meat in her mouth would allow her to, refusing to swallow the filth. "You don't want to eat my cum, 'Mom'?" she was asked, to which Gwen shook her head 'no'. But to her horror, the vile bastard told her "That's fine with me cause I love having my cock in your mouth! I could stay like this for the next hour or so!" Frowning in despair, Gwen wondered as to what was the best of her two options, that of swallowing her stepson's filth or to remaining kneeling on the floor for the next hour with his cock and semen in her mouth. Two very long minutes went by and Gwen realized that she had no choice by to swallow all of her stepson's foul semen as there was no way that she could remain there for an hour in that degrading situation. Forcing herself to swallow once and then again, Gwen's body shuddered in disgust as her stomach began to churn, her hands clutching her belly as her stepson pulled his now flaccid cock from her mouth while chuckling at her dilemma.

Pulled up by the strong hand on her upper arm, Gwen felt a bit dizzy from her ordeal while her stomach threatened to upchuck the slimy substance in her belly, then her robed and unbuttoned pajama top was being stripped from her arms while being led over to the king-sized bed. Pushed down onto her back on the bed, Gwen tried to squirm away but the waistband of her pajama bottoms and panties were in the grasp of the lusty teen, then the garments were being stripped down off her legs and feet before being tossed aside. The bed suddenly bounced due to Ron's diving onto the bed as her stepson dove into position, before lowering his head down to clamp his hot mouth over her sex, causing Gwen to trash about in an attempt to get away. "No .....................noooooooo ........................what are you doinggggggggg! Ahhhhhhhhhh ................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Gwen cried out at the shock of the unwanted tongue snaking up between her pink folds. Tossing her head from side to side, Gwen could not believe that this was happening to her as she thought 'How can this be happening to me? God ....................oh, Goddddd ....................so shameful .........................refusing to let Mark put his face there .........................but    now his son has his mouth on me .......................eating meeeeee, ooooooohhhhhh!'

Both hands up by her head and desperately gripping at the sides of the pillow that her head lay upon, Gwen panted and gasped for air as her vile stepson wiggled his experienced tongue up into her slit in search for her ultra sensitive clit, causing her to trash about frantically on the bed. For rather naive and inexperienced Gwen, this had always been one particular sex act that she considered to be rather crude and vulgar, even if performed by a married couple much less between a mature woman and a young teenager ........................more so with that teen being her own stepson! 'Oh, God ........................oh, God ....................don't let me respond ..........................not to this demented bastard!' she prayed, not wanting to give her vile stepson that satisfaction. Gritting her teeth, tossing her head from side to side on the pillow, Gwen fought the urge to arch her hips up into the teen's pleasure giving mouth. "Nnnnnnnnnnn ..............................nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ................................nooooooooooooooooooooo!" came the emitted mewling through gritted teeth due to the unwanted pleasure caused by the swirling tongue up in her cunny. And then the curved and swirling tongue found her ultra-sensitive clit, enveloping it while still swirling, driving Gwen up the walls as she screamed out "Oooooooooooooooooh ............................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..........................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Hips arched up into the hungry mouth, her petite body trembling as it spasmed again and again while feeding her hungry stepson her sweet honey. Soaring off into outer space as she shuddered from a wild and fabulous mind-shattering orgasm, a degree to which Gwen had never before experienced in her entire life and creaming as never before, all brought about by her own stepson.

Slowly, ever so slowly, with her eyes closed Gwen began drifting back down to earth as if there wasn't a care in the world to worry about. Everything seemed so peaceful at that moment, slowly drifting and drifting back down, then Gwen was suddenly jostled back to reality by the shuffling upon the bed between her widespread legs. Snapping out of her orgasmic stupor, Gwen observed her vile stepson grinning widely with his glistening lips, shuffling up further between her legs and then he was rubbing his bloated cockhead up and down the length of her sex. But then her mind told Gwen exactly what was happening and where there were at that instant, causing her to panic and attempt to scoot up the bed and away, pleading "No ....................no ......................not here ...............................not on the bed that I share with your father!" But that was exactly what the demented bastard wanted, laughing as he grasped her trim wist to pull her back down to him, telling her that "Oh, this is the perfect spot ......................absolutely the perfect spot to pay back that louse of a father! Yeah, it's payback time .............fucking that asshole's beautiful new wife right on his own fuck'n bed .........................now that's what I call getting even! But I's don't believe in just getting even ...........................getting one up on the bastard is even better ................................and what better way is there than to 'knock up' his beautiful wife!" "Eccckkkkkkk!" Gwen yelped as the bastard went and thrust his tool into her, then gloated "You like that ....................'Mom'?' "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...............................noooooooooooooooooooooo!" Gwen groaned out as the bastard shoved all ten inches of his thick manhood all the way up into her gripping sleeve.

With her experience with the opposite sex comprised of two men, her boyfriend in college to whom she had surrendered her virginity and then her husband from when they had become engaged a year earlier, this young teenage jock was only the third male to have sex with her. But the two mature males could in no way compare to this young teenage stud who was so much longer and thicker where it counted the most, along with the energetic and enthusiastic way in which she was being fucked ......................as attested to by the way in which the bed thumped against the bedroom wall each time the young teen thrust his manhood up into her! 'Thump ........................thump ........................thump ........................thump ........................thump ........................thump!' came the rhythmic drumming of Gwen's marital bed bumping again and again up against the bedroom wall. This thumping had never before occurred in the nine months of Gwen's marriage to Mark, but his young teenage son could indeed show his dad a thing or two about fucking, and there was another milestone that son was determined to show his father up on ...............................that being his declaration that "I'm gonna cum in that hot little pussy of yours ........................gonna knock you up good ............................gonna start on making a very special Christmas present for my dad .............................so he can take care of his little grandson or granddaughter nine months from now!" Hearing her stepson's evil intent, Gwen used her hands to push at his shoulders while having drawn her legs back to use her feet to push the bastard away at the hips. But pushing as hard as she could, Gwen was not able to budge him an inch, then her eyes widened in horror as her vile stepson exploded deep in her, flooding her fertile womb with hot potent semen.

Having stripped and remade the bed of the cum stained sheets, Gwen stayed under the hot shower for quite some time as she tried to cleanse her body of any incestuous stains, but there was no douche available to cleanse her body of the dangers that such an illicit mating could produce. That last bottle of douche, the one that she tried to use the day before, had been snatched out of her hand by the deviant teen .................and all Gwen could do was to watch it being poured down the drain! Toweling herself dry and putting on a robe, Gwen sat down in the bathroom and sobbed at the potential horrid consequence that she faced in the near future, one where only 'time would tell' if her devious stepson had succeed in accomplishing .......................that of having 'knocked her up' with is incestuous little baby! There was no denying the vile teen's intent, especially at his gloating and the taunting that took place as the bastard deliberately flexing his manhood while it was fully embedded deep in the gripping folds of her sex, while panting out "Gonna cum ...........................gonna cum ..............................oh, yeah ............................gonna 'knock you up', 'Mom'! Your stepson's gonna knock you up .........................right on the bed that you share with that bastard father of mine!" The amount of semen that had been ejaculated deep in her fertile womb far surpassed the amount that her husband had ever spurted up into her, and that only accounted for that first session, not the other fuck sessions that took place throughout the day ...........something that never occurred with her husband as it was always one and done for that day. Sobbing with head in her hands, Gwen could not get over the shame of what had taken place on her marital bed, sobbing 'Oh, God ....................what have I done ...................with my own stepson!'

Gwen was so glad that Christmas Day had come, happy because her husband would be staying at home for the holiday and not having to go into the office, giving her a much needed reprieve from the sexual demands from her vile stepson. With Mark at home the entire day, there was no way that Ron could force himself upon her nor demand her to put out sexually for him in any way. And for that day, wherever her husband went within the house was near where Gwen found something to do and be busy with, thereby keeping Ron at bay and not allowing him to pull her aside from some sexual tryst. Gwen's plan of action worked the entire day, making it through dinner and then Mark brewing up his special holiday concoction to bring Christmas to a conclusion, and now she had retired safely the bedroom while accompanying her husband when he decided to call it a night. Entering the bedroom just ahead of her husband, then changing into her pajamas to retire for the night, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief as her husband turned off the light on his side of the bed. Within ten minutes, her husband was fast asleep and snoring loudly, but Gwen was still wide awake and breathing a sigh of relief in having escaped the clutches of her stepson even if for just one day's time and hoping that she could get Mark to stay a home another day as she would play the 'get to bond with you son while he's here' card. But the night was not quite over yet as her reprieve proved to be just temporary, coming to an abrupt end when the the doorknob slowly turned to allow the hallway light to peek in before the dark shadow appeared before the room went into complete darkness once again.

At the sight of her devious stepson sneaking into the bedroom, Gwen froze in fear as she drew the sheet and bedspread up tightly to her neck as she remained tucked in under the covers, worrying 'Why's he coming in here? He's crazy ......................absolutely crazy ............................he'll wake Mark up!' Gwen could sense his approach in the darkness, felt his hand atop of her through the sheets and bedspread coverings, then she whispered softly "Not here ........................not now ..................you'll wake your father up!" She then heard him whisper in the darkness "I need a good FUCK! You've been avoiding me the entire day ..................I need to pop my nuts ........................in you, 'Mom'!' Gwen cringed, feeling so degraded and absolutely sick to her stomach, desperately wondering as to what she could do before whispering "Not here ........................I'll come to your room .........................we mustn't waken your father!" Gwen stifled her gasp as the brazen young teen pulled up the bed coverings was began sliding into the bed next to her while whispering out "Don't worry! Remember me bringing out the tray of the hot toddies that he made ..........................well, I spiked his cup with a good dose of some 'roofie' ......................enough so he ain't gonna be getting up till the morning at the earliest!" Gwen could only lay there stunned at what she was told, unable to move as her stepson's hands were grasping at the waistbands of her pajama bottoms along with her panties.

"Go slow, please .......................the bed will squeak ........................and hit the wall! It'll get your father up!" Gwen whispered pleadingly as her stepson was about to fuck her with his stiff and aroused cock. "Okay ...............but only if you wrap those sexy legs around my ass .......................and pull me into that hot little cunt of yours!" she was told as the confident bastard inflated his bloated cockhead that was up against her slick slit. Gwen closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to give into the bastard's demands, just unable to do his bidding by pulling him into her. Then she heard the bastard whisper in her ear, giving her the ultimatum of "You've got five seconds to pull me into that hot little cunt of yours ......................or I'm gonna stick it to you so hard that the bed will crash into the wall!" From her limply lying upon the bed, afraid of the bed crashing into the wall and awakening her husband, Gwen frantically wrapped her arms and legs around the teenage stud and arched up towards him. In doing so, her cunny flowered open upon the fleshy spear and her sheath enveloped three thick inches of it, then she used her heels to pull him into her further. Then her stepson's large calloused hands were cupping her asscheeks and pulling her further upwards to impale her upon his 10" bone. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ...................................mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Gwen shivered with pleasure through gritted teeth as her cunny responded on its own by squeezing upon thick fuckstick.

It had some 30 hours since her last bedroom tryst with her devious stepson, so why did this particular illicit mating feeling so fantastic and even more pleasurable than ever to Gwen? Was it the added time lapse or the salacious fact that her husband was a mere few feet away on the very same bed that she was being nailed upon, or perhaps it was the slow methodical way in which her husband's biological son was making love to her? Never before embracing her young lover in this manner, Gwen could not help but to run her hands over the bulging muscles of the handsome young man, could not help herself as she used her feet to pull him to her while arching up her body to get herself impaled deeper upon his thick cock. Juicing like never before, the loud squishing sounds caused by the thick cock acting as a piston as it pumped in and out of her sloppy slit seemed to fill the room. "Nnnnn ............nnnnn .................nnnnn .................mmmm ...............mmmm .................mmmmm!" came the soft whimpers through gritted teeth as Gwen shivered and trembled. Her petite body suddenly went taunt and began shuddering as a mind-shattering orgasm totally rocked her, seemingly ignited by the thick penis that had just erupted deep in her womb and flooding her with it's hot jism.

Shortly after welcoming in the New Year, Gwen gave a sigh of relief when it was her stepson's day of departure, thereby releasing her from the sexual servitude that she had been subjected to over the holidays. With Mark to take off a few hours that morning and going into work late after dropping his son off at the airport, Gwen busied herself in the kitchen to keep away from the clutches of her devious stepson who was currently packing his gear, determined to keep as far away as possible to avoid having any further sexual demands being made upon her. It had been fourteen days of sexual slavery, forced to do her evil stepson's bidding, sucking and fucking in every which way ....................of which rough calculations had her having sex with the horny teen nearly 50% of the total sexual activity that she and her husband had enjoyed during nine months of marriage .......................and all this accomplished in just a two week period! 'So shameful ..........................so disgraceful!' Gwen chided herself, but more so because of all the unwanted pleasures that had coursed through her reluctant body during those two awful weeks. But the description phrases of 'unwanted pleasures' and 'reluctant body' seemed rather inappropriate for the holiday nights of both Christmas .................nights that her stepson had visited her late at night .........................with Gwen creaming and creaming endlessly from the illicit lovemaking sessions while her husband lay in his drugged sleep just a few feet away! The unbelievable orgasms coursing through out her petite body just her to the core, to which Gwen could only attribute to the very naughty and outrageous fact that her husband was just a few feet away while she had sex with his son, made even more outlandish that New Year's Eve .........................Gwen did not know why she had done it ..........................that of reaching out to slide her hand into her husband's, all while his vile son was sliding his cock in and out of her squeezing pussy.

Gwen was so happy that the time had finally come for her husband to take Ron to the airport early, a couple hours ahead of the departure time, but now the dilemma was what could she do when he came over to give her a hug 'goodbye'! Not wanting him to come into the kitchen where they'd be alone together, no matter how short a time, Gwen wanted her husband nearby so as to discourage the deviant teen from trying anything and thus she went out to the living room upon them coming down the hallway. With Ron putting down his suitcase and approaching her to 'thank' her for the stay and give her a hug, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief as it'd have to be a respectable hug with her husband right there in the living room. But then Mark's cell phone rang and upon answering it, Gwen heard his portion of the conversation that went "Yeah, Ted! What's up? You're kidding me ...................an error like that on the proposal? Shit ....................lemme get to my computer and see how we can fix it!" Then her husband looked up towards them to advise "Ron, relax a bit as this is gonna take a few minutes! I need to get on my computer to take care of this problem! Your flight's not until 10:45 so we've got a lot of time!" Gwen's heart sank upon Ron's responding with "No, problem, Dad! Just take your time ......................I've already pre-checked and got my boarding pass printed out!" As her husband was headed down the hallway to his office, Gwen panted nervously as she was grabbed by the wrist and being yanked back into the kitchen.

Seconds after being pulled into the kitchen, her stepson's lips had descending upon hers and his thick tongue was snaking into her mouth for an intimate kiss. Kiss finally over with had Gwen panting for breath, she then heard the bastard say "Perfect timing, ain't it? Now you can give me my going away gift, 'Mom'?" Gwen looked at him with a puzzled face, then she cringed upon being told "Your panties!" Purposely wearing a drab house dress that morning, Gwen swallowed deeply as she hiked up the hem of her dress so she could work her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties. Hidden under her drab house dress came quite a bright lemon yellow pair of lacy panties that fluttered down over her long legs to puddle around her bare feet. Stepping out of them, then stooping down to pick them up, Gwen felt strong hands upon her shoulders as she was told "Give me another kiss while you're down there, 'Mom'! And you better hurry up about it cause I don't care if my fucking asshole of a father comes back into the kitchen while you're at it!" Frantic, knowing that the bastard really meant what he said, Gwen knew exactly what she had to do. Quickly she went about unzipping the bastard, reaching into the opening to bring out his manhood, then bent forward to take him into her mouth. Bobbing her head faster and faster on the quickly growing erection, large hands at the back of her head and thick fingers being wound into her hair, Gwen now hoped that her husband's emergency call would keep him tied up till his vile son could do his filthy thing in her mouth.

Upon hearing the front door closing shut, Gwen's head dropped in defeat as she leaned over the sink, feeling so ashamed at having just been degraded and humiliated by her vile stepson before he had departed. She had been forced to strip off her panties as he wanted them as a 'goodbye' gift, then had been forced to take his aroused cock into her mouth and suck the vile bastard till he got off, which he indeed did with the first spurt filling her mouth before he pulled out from her lips to give her a hot facial. "Oooh, 'Mom' ............you look so fuck'n beautiful like that!" the bastard had taunted her upon viewing the mess he had made on her face. As if that had not been humiliating enough, the bastard then used the still throbbing and leaking cockhead like a paint brush to spread his sticky filth all about her entire face. Her avid mouthing and giving goo head had brought the bastard off quickly but it was just time as Mark had taken care of his problem call and was calling out from the hallway "Okay, Ron ......................all done! We can head out now!" With her stepson zipping up and stepping out of the kitchen into the living room, Gwen heard him say loudly "Thanks again for making my stay so fun and enjoyable, Gwen! Hope to be back to see you again soon! Oh, and thanks for the 'goodbye' treats!" Gwen thought 'Mark must have thought that I packed up some snacks for his son's plane ride back home, wondering 'If only Mark knew what those 'goodbye' treats really were that his son was referring to ..........................my panties and me down on my knees sucking his son's cock off!'

Some three months later, on National Signing Day where high school seniors could first sign their letter of intent to the college selected, Mark Pritcher came rushing into the house while yelling out "Gwen! Gwen ........................guess what! You won't believe this!" As she was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Mark drove up into the garage, Gwen wondered as to what her husband was so excited about and inquired "What's happening, Mark? What is it!" "Today's National Signing Day!" Mark exclaimed. "So?" Gwen asked, not knowing anything about this big day for outstanding athletes committing to the college offering them a sports scholarship. So Mark explained the importance of this day, then advised that "Ron called me after he signed his letter of intent at a big shindig held at his high school's gym for the athletes signing! He called me right after to tell me ...........................that he signed up with State U. right here in California! Now I'll .................we can get to see all his home games!" "But ............................but I thought that he had plans to go to a college on the east coast or southeast?" she asked as that was what she had heard last. "I don't believe it ........................I just don't believe it!" her husband excitedly exclaimed. Gwen swallowed in nervousness, feeling sick at the thought of her devious stepson coming back to California and living so close by.

But things got worst as Mark advised "I've got you to thank for all of this! You made him feel so much a part of the family over the holidays that it convinced him to consider coming to the west coast for college!" "Thank you, sweetheart! Thank you for what you did ........................for making Ron want to come to play football near here!" her husband added, to which Gwen nervously asked "I .........................I made him want to come to play here?" "Yeah, when I talked to him ...................................he said that you played a big decision as to where to sign and end up playing his college ball! And that little bribe that you dangled in front of him really helped do the trick!" Mark added. "Bribe?" Gwen inquired as a nervous tremble coursed through her body. "Yeah, you know ....................telling him that if he signed with State so father/son could bond after all these years .......................that we'd set up a room for him here at the house so he could come over whenever he wanted to get away from the dorm and for all the holidays!" her husband relayed, all of which were fibs concocted that the devious bastard. Gwen got another shock when her husband relayed that "With Ron and I estranged for so long ................so many years .................me remarrying, I just never thought we'd ever get close! But you made him feel like a son .......................a part of this family ...........................was what did the trick! And when he told me that .............................he slipped ..........................and referred to you as 'Mom' apparently since you treated him like your own son when he was here!"

With Mark getting a bottle of wine to open so they could celebrate the occasion, Gwen paled as her legs got weak at the knees, causing her to sit upon a kitchen stool. "I never thought that I'd ever see the day when he called you 'Mom', honey!" her husband advised while opening the bottle of wine. Gwen felt so sick to her stomach at the last comment that her husband had made, for her stepson's reference to her as 'Mom' was not out of respect but a taunting way in which to humiliate her. Blinking back the tears as Gwen had often been call 'Mom' by stepson over the holidays, a name he loved to call her by, to which she began playing back in her mind: "I'm going to fuck you, 'Mom'!"; "Suck my cock, 'Mom'! Suck your stepson's cock!"; "Squeeze it, 'Mom'! Squeeze my cock with that your hot little cunt!"; "Ohhhhhhh, 'Mom' ..........................gonna cum .......................gonna cum in ya!"; "I'm cumming ......................cumming in you, 'Mom'!'; "Ohhhhh, 'Mom' ................................'Mom', I'm cummmmminggggggggggggggggg, 'Mom' ............................'Mom' ..............................gonna knock you up good ...............................gonna fuck a baby in your tummy ...............................gonna make us a cute little baby!'. Gwen swallowed deeply, stomach queasy as she could just picture herself in bed with her devious stepson as he taunted her by calling her 'Mom' as the bastard began ejaculating his vile lust into her fertile womb, determined to achieve the ultimate goal of 'knocking her up' with his baby from their incestuous mating!

As her husband handed her a glass of wine, Mark inquired "Honey, what's the matter? Are you crying?" "No, no ...................just tears of joy as I'm so happy for you ...........................that you and your son can finally bond together!" Gwen lied. She was certainly relieved that her husband had bit that last line, but she knew the real reason that the 'vile bastard' had signed with State, so he could take advantage of her again ..............................making her go down on him,'69'ing, fucking her, and even sodomizing her ..................................just like he had done over the holidays! Using her hand to brush away the tears that were flowing, Gwen swallowed deeply, her stomach again quite queasy .......................like that of the last few mornings! Feeling so sick, of which the recent announcement added to her misery, Gwen had discovered the true reason for her feeling so ill just an hour before Mark had gotten home from work ............................that being due to the home pregnancy test that she had bought on the way home after school ..............................the results showing that it was positive! She was pregnant with her stepson's baby ...................................a baby conceived in her own home and quite possibly right on the very bed that she shared with her husband where most of the fucking had taken place during the bastard's visit! Then came more bad news for Gwen as her husband advised "Ron wants to could come out here right after graduation at the end of May so he could work out on the campus field! I told him that we'd have his bedroom ready for him by then! Isn't that great, honey?"

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