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Stacy 3
Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
I made my way down to breakfast, unsure of how Stacy would react. I had thought yesterday morning I had been confused, but today I was worse. This time, she had come to me, and it had been she that had initiated the sex. So why did she leave in tears? I now knew that I loved her in more ways than just as a b*****r, but I did not regret a single thing anymore. No, that is not true; I suppose I did have a regret. It was that it had taken until Stacy was eighteen before we began to get along. I felt we had wasted all those years getting on each other's nerves, when we could have been close. My apprehension faded when I stepped into the kitchen to find Mom on her own, washing up all the used breakfast dishes while my food sizzled in the frying pan. "Where's the brat?" I asked, trying to sound normal. She stopped soaping a bowl and gave me a puzzled frown, "It's Thursday." Ah. I had forgotten. On Thursday mornings, Stacy went for gymnastics practise before college. Dad and she were usually gone long before I was due to get up. Shrugging, I slumped into my chair as Mom dried her hands, and began to gather my breakfast. "Are you okay, Honey?" she asked, with a concerned tone. "Hunh?" That made her smile. "All those years of education and still in the mornings you have the conversational skills of Neanderthal man." "Eh?" I mumbled, my distracted thoughts not taking in what she was teasing me about. Placing my food before me, she ruffled my hair, "Well at least you vary your morning ...