Stepmother And Step Son Intimate Encounter

Whilst Sophie chokes herself on my dick I look down at her on the floor. Best…friends…. I had no idea what had happened to me. She was a pompous snob most of the time, relying on her young pretty features to get her through life. In the dark I could make out the black suit he wore, actually no, it wasn’t black. And by school I mean our last year, we were all heading off out into the world to find where we belong. I looked in my left palm as I felt something. The weird guy had not spoken to him, he’d simply found the ring on the floor, no one had said a word outside, I was just drunk I kept telling myself. Trousers still wrapped round my ankles and semi soft cock still hanging out, the last dribbles of Sophie’s spit and my cum hang from its tip. I swear it pulsed with the strong beat of my heart.