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Lactation Inspires Big-Cocked Political Bedfellows - Part Two: Stepfather and Step Grandfather
Date: 1/25/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: edlangston
... bringing it up to him either.” Jim thought for a minute while I fondled his soft, fuck-juice-covered cock and balls, and then he said, “Ooohhhh, that feels good, darlin’. Maybe we could meet over at my guest house, and you could wear one of the realistic, full-head masks that we have in storage for Kim. You might remember that one left over from her high school Halloween party, and I think it is Marilyn Monroe or some other old-time actress. I could tell him that you, the woman, are very shy and concerned about him knowing who you are. So you want to meet in a neutral place and be incognito the first time, until you determine if you want to continue seeing him.” That was a great idea, but I wasn’t ready to commit to fucking Franklin just yet, so I said, “I wish Ed was here to clean up my pussy and your cock for us, but we can wipe off in the bathroom I guess…what a waste. I miss that he’s not here to clean up our fuck slop. Using your guest house and wearing the mask are good ideas Jim. I just need a day or so to think about whether I really want to do this, and I want Ed to be aware of it and approve as well.” When Ed came home that night I told him all about my discussions with Jim, and he was excited about it. He always liked Franklin, and was looking forward to the day when my stepdad knew that it was me in the mask, and Ed could suck his cock and swallow his cum. We had plans to go to my parent’s home the next evening for dinner. I was looking forward to observing ...
... Franklin and how he reacts to me, now that I know so much about his sexual perversions and his previous comment to Jim that he wanted to fuck me. I decided to have a little fun with him at dinner, so when we got there I carefully selected my seat at the table. I wore a tight blouse with the buttons partially undone, and sat where I would have to walk behind him to get to the kitchen. Mom was nice to Ed and me and our children, but was her usual surly self to my stepdad. I got up several times to squeeze by him to refill some side-dish bowls, and I made sure to rub my breasts against his back each time. I’d usually just say excuse me, but on the third time I said, “Sorry, Franklin, these things are so full of milk, and they are hard to contain.” His neck looked flushed and I could tell that I was having an effect on him. He also stared at my cleavage when he thought no one was looking, and one time it looked like he reached down and adjusted his cock in his pants. After dinner, Mom was watching the babies in the family room, while Franklin, Ed and I sat around the dining room table talking. That’s when he said, “You know, Abi, I’m still astonished that you guys were able to get pregnant so quickly this second time. It seems like it took forever the first time. Did you do anything different?” I decided to tease him a little with a vague response and innuendo and said, “We might have had a little different kind of help than before, but it was probably just a matter of timing and luck. ...