Being a fantasy mom is what I have become. It was hard to transition from being the girlfriend to being the wife. My husband’s offsprings knew I was a relentless gold digger. I didn’t hide it much. I wanted to keep my fun under wraps. I still wanted to portray a decent human being. I knew that my husband’s daughter especially detested me so when she heard me talking to one of my fuck buddies I had to save the day and make her forget my naughty antics. She caught me with my hand in the cookie jar. I was setting up a rendezvous and she knew it to a T. I couldn’t think straight all that I was picturing was being sent back to the strip club. I wasn’t sure if this would cause an annulment, so I went head first and dive into what I know sells. Sex! I got close to her and gave her plenty of compliments and told her I wanted to show her something
. She wasn’t falling for anything. She wouldn’t take the bate. I proceeded, and I started to bring her to my fun closet. I had a sex closet with toys and outfits. I knew she was into girls. I could see her wanting me more than anything. I began to kiss her lips and caress her body. I told her how sexy she was. I was already buried between her legs making her have long term amnesia. It felt so good I knew she wouldn’t sell me down the river. I flicked my tongue on her big clit and began to use a few fingers and proceeded with making her shake. With each finge I added the more tensed up she got. I could see her legs shaking, and her cunt was quivering. I had her right where I wanted her. It was the perfect roleplay in one of those nasty phone sex sessions I have late night with my fuck buddies. Luckily pretty Penelope kept everything a secret. I gained a new confidant and a new playmate. I can get used to being a stepmom now.
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