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Stepmom helps out 1

... focus and I kept coming. Finally, I could see straight again and I looked down at Annie. Cum covered her tits, with thin strands of bridging her breasts and pooling between them. Some cum had hit her neck as well and thick trails of it ran down her stomach. I was panting and so was she. "I'm sorry, I can't wait," she said, and suddenly slid a hand down her stomach. As she did her fingers slid along my cum and she darted her hand under her bikini bottom. I got off her her thighs as she rapidly rubbed herself off right in front of me. Her breasts swayed as her body writhed, and she came quickly, bucking her hips and crying out. Her legs were spread wide and I saw her hand dart rapidly up and down as she rubbed herself to one, and then two orgasms back to back. As she writhed around my cum ran down the side of her stomach and chest, dripping onto the sheets. Finally, she stopped, withdrawing her hand and resting it on her leg. "Sorry," she said again. "I couldn't help it. All this has been pretty exciting for me, too." "It's okay," I said, grinning. "You know, you can do that any time you're getting hot from our lessons, I don't mind." "Deal," she said, her eyes closed. We lay there for a while, saying nothing. Cum dripped down her tits and formed rivers down her stomach, pooling near her naval, and finally dried against her soft skin.. We said nothing, until she reached over and took her phone from the nightstand. "What's up?" I asked. "Checking where Liz and your dad ...

... are," she said. "Still out, but they might come back soon." She sat up, examining the drying semen that covered her breasts and stomach. She got up and picked up a sundress from the dresser, slipping it on. She pulled me out of bed and told me to get dressed while she retrieved our bathing suits from the living room. When I joined her downstairs she had her purse and car keys in hand. "Come on, let's get something to eat," she said. We had lunch at a small cafe near the beach. My eyes were glued to her sundress, and the small amount of cleavage I could see. "So can I ask you a question?" I asked. "You can ask me anything," she replied. "Well, since I've seen you topless, um..." "You want to know if you can see me like that all the time?" she finished for me. I nodded, blushing a little. She blushed, too, and then said, "We need to talk, Mike." My face fell, but she continued. "Society wouldn't approve of me teaching you how to last longer, you know that, right?" I nodded, and she continued. "And I'm married, to your father. And I've always been faithful to him," she said. "So maybe..." "Maybe we should stop," I said for me. "I get it. It's okay." "Well, if you had let me finish," she said, grinning, "I was just going to say we have to be careful. I love your father, very much. And I would never do a thing behind his back in any other circumstance. But I care about you and I want you to be good at it, so I am going to help you. But we need to be really discrete." "Oh," I said, ...