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The long day was over finally, my lovely wife at peace laid to rest, such relief after the sudden death.
So now at home I was here with my step daughter aged 22 now slim tall like her mother quietly tidying the last things away for the day.
Do you want to stay I ask as she too is exhausted by the day, yes she said.
Later, as she was going to bed she asked if I could cuddle her to help her sleep as she felt so alone. Yes I said and still fully clothed we lay in top of the bed in the spare room. Her black dress rucked up a little as we lay there, and I smelled her hair as we cuddled.
I was aware now as my hand touched her smooth flat belly that she was wearing stockings I could feel the suspenders belt under her dress. My cock hardened as I could feel her rub her bottom into my crotch and my now hard cock. I moved my hand further down from her tummy and found the hem of her dress and slid it up over her stocking tops, she opened her legs as I did this. My hands where in her lace panties now, and she was wet, I caressed her lips and clitoris as she squirmed back against me, I rolled her towards me and face to face now asked her do you want this, yes she said.
we stood up I lifted her dress off and she undid my trousers, as I removed my shirt I felt her delicate little mouth take my cock in past her red lips and she sucked me softly and deeply, my cock hard and wet with her saliva. I stood her up again and kissed her as my fingers slid into her wet cunt, she was tight, yet willing so I entered her easily, and slowly at first began to finger fuck her. She wrapped her arms round my shoulders as harder now I fucked her cunt with my fingers.she came hard as she crushed her body down against my fingers.
After a minute or two to steady her breathing she said will you fuck my cunt now. Oh yes I said. So laying her back in the bed still in her bra stockings and heels I climbed on top of her and nudged her lips with the head of my cock. She opened her legs wider and I slid all the way into her cunt, we both gasped, at that first full entry. I slid back then in again and began to move faster still being gentle, she was after all my 22 yr old step daughter, harder she said, fuck me harder. So I did I began to hammer my cock into her slim tall sexy body, fuck me she screamed as I rammed my cock deep into her cunt. I stopped and turned her over and got her on her hands and knees on the bed and slid in again, and pounded her wet cunt again looking at her bum and slender back with her long legs in her suspenders and stocking with her heel still on. She screamed at myself to fuck her cunt hard and I did fuck her. Fuck me like your slut she said as I pumped my cock inside her.
I rolled her on her back again and just rammed my cock back in again, this time I lifted her legs up around my shoulders as I fucked her young wet cunt. I grabbed her ankles and lifted and spreader so I could get as deep as I could into her cunt. She came again this time for the third time that night, and I could feel my orgasm building. I yelled that I was going to come, and asked her if she wanted me to pull out. No she screamed I am your slut your cumbitch fill me with your spunk. I cam then sounding deep in her cunt she screamed and dug her nails into my back as I filled her with spunk.

after a while sated we spoke about how that felt she said next time can you fuck my arse please daddy..........

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‘It does work sometimes’, my old school pal, Janice told me after she’d met this guy on a dating site 20 years her senior. And there was I asking her advice, telling her that I also had met John on a dating site, and although he was reluctant to want to meet me at first, he eventually submitted. I had chatted to several prospective guys who had backed away when I mentioned commitment. John was about 18 years older than me. Janice assured me that age doesn’t matter one iota. The important thing...

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Raindrops pelting the dorm window and sliding along the pane in a zigzag pattern reminded Mindy of her own tears. The soft yellow glow of streetlights and the quietness of the midnight hour settled like an unwelcome burden. Wiping her eyes stopped the flow of tears but not the reason for them. Mindy’s first semester in college was turning out to be filled with emotional loneliness. She didn’t make the women’s soccer team and the lengthy email she got from Rob made it clear he had already found...

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