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Stepmother's Bed
Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
dear," she said. "I didn't see you take your bathing suits. Did you go swimming?" She shook her head, grinning. "I mean, I trust you didn't swim in the nude." "No," Joyce lied. "We just fooled around at the pond with Sue and Rex and Ray." She did not want to admit they'd been skinny-dipping and Denny enjoyed watching her squirm now. That's why my hair got a little wet." Quickly, she changed the subject. "Uh--what are you reading, Norma?" Denny had already seen the book's title--Bigger and Better Orgasms for the American Female. It was written by a doctor with a long, foreign-sounding name. "Just a book," Norma said, placing it beneath some papers in the magazine basket on the floor. She changed the subject then, too, and asked them about their day. Denny innocently told her about the pond and talking to Mrs. Sherman at the d**g store. Yes, it had been a very interesting and innocent and delightful day. "Well, I'm happy you had such a pleasant time your first day in Walden Flats, Joyce," Norma said. "It always thrills me to hear that anybody has had a nice day in this town." Realizing that she was complaining, indulging in sarcasm, she f***ed a smile and glanced at the big grandfather clock against the wall. "Guess I'd best start fixing dinner," she said. "You're father will be home soon. Go ahead and turn on the TV," she said, leaving for the kitchen. After twenty minutes of television, ... their father came in. To Denny's disappointment, their father's face was crimson, as if he'd been drinking again. He weaved slightly, too. God, he can't be d***k this early, Denny thought. But as he hugged and kissed his son and daughter there was the overpowering smell of alcohol on his breath. "You k**s had a busy day, right?" he said, patting Joyce's ass lingeringly until Denny thought he would vomit. "Betcha don't know how I know you've been so busy, eh?" "All right, dad," Denny said, disgusted. "Tell us how you know." He spoke indulgently, as if speaking to a naughty c***d--because when Martin Reardon drank he acted like a c***d. Or an idiot! Joyce exchanged impatient glances with her b*****r. "Yes, daddy dear," she said. "Do tell us." Martin Reardon raised his index finger pontifically. "Because Mrs. Sherman said you stopped by her store on your way to the pond. Also, later on, I saw you k**s with Rex, Ray and Sue--riding your bikes through town." He winked at Denny. "That Sue's got a nice li'l ass on her, huh son?" He clutched his balls, weaving so that he almost fell. "Hey, wouldn't you like to stick your meat in that, son?" Joyce and Denny looked at each other in horror. Their father became a gross lecher when he drank. No wonder Norma is bored with living here, he thought. Who wouldn't be--living with such a creepy and changeable man? "So you see," he went, on his speech slurred, "very ...