The Stepbrother

A woman with blonde hair, beautifully styled and long, down to her chest got out of a car and pulled out her phone. “Thanks for the ride,” she said as she tapped into her phone. She put the slender device back into her purse. “No problem, please leave a good review.” She nodded and stepped into the hospital building. She was wearing large black sunglasses, a black knee length coat with fur lining and trim, a long white skirt, a gray sweater, and black boots. She followed signs to the ICU until she got to a line of people waiting to be checked in. She stood at the end, pulling her phone out again.  {Just got here. In a line to get inside} she texted her mother. {It’s room 461} was the response. It was a few minutes before she got to the front.  “Hello, how can I help you?” asked a man behind the desk. He had light brown skin, dark brown eyes, a blue jacket, a gray mustache and a clean shaven head. “I’m here to see my grandmother," she said. “What is her name?” “Addison Wyss.” “Alri

Caitlyn grabbed a blue towel from a stack on top of a black minifridge and was cleaning her nubile cum-covered body. Across from her, both on their knees on a king size bed was Ashley with Marlon.  Ashley's pale skin contrasted with the caramel-colored skin of Marlon in front of her. He was holding her small round butt tightly. Ashley was still wearing a frilly camisole top, but nothing below her waist. "Are you ready to start Ashley?" The young man asked the woman in front of him. "Not yet Marlon. You need to clean your dick," she said looking down. “You still got Caity’s blood on you.” “Yeah.” A layer of dried blood had coated his large dark, half-hard phallus. "Caity, grab me a water bottle from the mini-fridge and a towel." "Sure," said the beautiful girl cleaning off her body. "Ashley where are my glasses? I can hardly see without them."  "Let me get them for you," she said. Marlon released Ashley’s ass. She grabbed a

Ashley, a striking platinum blonde in frilly short pajamas, held her hand out to her younger sister Caitlyn, a pretty honey blonde wearing long baggy black pjs. "What?" "Come on Caity just take my hand," the taller young woman said. "What are you planning?" "You said you're ready to lose your virginity right?" "Yes, but I haven't even met another guy yet. I need a boyfriend first." "Please just trust me." "Fine." When Caitlyn grabbed Ashley's hand, she was led back into their stepfather’s large showroom full of cars. There were many shiny vehicles spread out in the space beneath their main house. They passed the wine room and turned a corner to their stepbrother's bed, where he was lying, his lower half covered in a sheet. "W-wait what, w-why are we coming back here?" Caitlyn asked softly. She pushed her frameless glasses back against her green eyes. "He's asleep Caitlyn, you don