"Okay, Ms. Roberts, is it?" she asked, sitting down and crossing her arms.

"Yes, Katie, and this must be your step-mom Gizelle, right?"

"Yes," Gizelle replied, before peeking at Katie. "Would you at least look at her and give some attention?"

"Gizelle, I don't have to listen to you none whatsoever," she griped, before glancing at me anyway. "Ms. Roberts, I don't mean any disrespect, but-"

"Before you go any further, would you tell me why you're here?"

She sighed and glanced at her for a second. "I'm here because of my dad; he wants us to get along and be civil."

"And you don't think you can?"

"Well, Ms. Roberts, no, and I'll tell you why. I'm just an inconvenience to her, nothing more than a hurdle to jump over or something to deal with or however you want to put it. She has no interest in me or even wants me in her life. They've been married for two years, and two weeks ago, I found out the damning shit right from the horse's mouth. So, I'm not gonna beat around the bush," she explained, before pulling out her phone.

"What are you doing?" Gizelle asked, pulling her arm. "We're in a session now."

"I know, Gizelle, and this is why I will never call you 'Mom'," she made clear, before holding her phone up.

"I'm just so sick of that stupid soiled bitch, Mindy. I mean, she's twenty, but still living with her dad and fucking up my second marriage. I'm supposed-" We heard Gizelle's voice before she yanked the cell phone from Katie. "What the hell is this?"

"That's you badmouthing me and making it clear you don't love me. Go ahead, play the rest of it, and let Ms. Roberts hear it. We'll see what her solution is then, huh?" she asked, prior to looking at me. "Then you'll see I don't owe this... older female the time of day."

"Well, thank you for working on your langange. Do you want to play the rest or jump right in, Gizelle?"

She pressed the button.

"...be living the high life now. Going out all the time and getting the crazy out of me before John gets me pregnant and he stops thinking of that brat I want nothing to do with, you know?" her voice resumed.

"That's harsh, though, Gizelle," Mindy's voice let out.

"Fuck her, Mindy. Every time she's anywhere near me, I have to get away. Try having a step-daughter that wants to rain on your parade at every chance. We were supposed to go out to see Bon Jovi a few weekends ago, but she chose to have a pregnancy scare, so the tickets were wasted," Gizelle continued, before the recording stopped.

"You're a stupid bitch, Gizelle. You heard it right there, you have no intention of loving me, and this was even your idea. The very second my dad heard it, he loved it. So, really, we are here because of you," Katie cried, before glancing at me. "What do you call that shit, Ms. Roberts?"

I rubbed my face for a few seconds. "Okay, that was an unexpected bombshell," I stated, prior to viewing Gizelle. "You said all that?"

"I can't believe you fucking recorded me, Katie."

"You say all that and just flat out blame me that your second marriage isn't like you're married to Jon Bon Jovi, and you're pissed off that you got caught? Fuck you, cunt!" she attacked her step-mom, before hitting her with a pillow.

"Whoa," I objected, getting up and taking the pillow. "Okay, then, um," I said, putting my hands up too. "Wow, you ripped off the band-aid, Katie. Please enough of that bad language."

"Well, what's the point of waiting, Ms. Roberts? It doesn't look like you're strapped for cash. She doesn't love me and has no intention of ever loving me. I accepted her even before my dad's divorce was final, but you heard her. I'm just raining on her parade, so why should I give her the time of day? I'm only here because of my dad; he couldn't bribe me to come here. This word that starts with 'C' and ends with 'T' just makes me want to strangle her and avoid her at all costs. That only made my dad want to get us together that much more," she explained, before viewing Gizelle. "If you don't love me; fine, I don't love you either."

I glimpsed at Gizelle for her reaction. "Are you crying?"

"No," she griped, hiding her face. "I'm fucking sorry, Katie; I don't know what else to say."

"Nothing, you said it all already."

I rubbed my face again, but then I got to see Gizelle glance at her stepdaughter again. I could tell she was remorseful at that moment anyway, but of course, it was because she was caught off guard. I saw them both pissed and sad and knew I had an uphill battle at best.

"Okay, Katie, are you confirming that she is just fucked with you? As in, there's nothing she could do to make her better in your eyes?"

"She could divorce my dad, but that's it."

I took a deep breath. "So, are you gonna play the sound for your dad then? Let him judge it too?"

"I don't know, I guess. I played it for you because I thought you'd just refer us to someone else or tell us we're fucked, Ms. Roberts. How do you build a foundation when one person admits she has no intention of letting that happen? She doesn't want me at all, just my dad and him to get her pregnant. She already had a step-daughter that loved her, but she's like the modern age step-mother of Cinderella. I mean, how do you 'unfuck' this situation? I can't hear what I did, and even if I did, she already has feelings of me being nothing more than an obstacle. She never wanted me to go to lunch with me, go to a Katy Perry show or the real crown step-mom thing she could've done, talk to me about coming out to my dad."

"You already did; what else was there to say?"

"How I felt about it, or taking Claire to the prom with me. They got married the weekend before my prom. She missed another golden opportunity to bond with me and show that she loved me," she griped, before peeking at Gizelle. "Granted, I had my friends helping with this and that, including Claire, but you were distant at best. Too busy shopping for yourself and spending time with your friends. I guess it makes sense now; I was just an inconvenience to you, nothing more, nothing less, right, Gizelle? If I asked you for the fucking..." she let out, before looking at me. "I'm sorry for the swearing."

"It's fine; finish your thought."

"Well, Gizelle, I'm sure Ms. Roberts would like to know if I asked you for the time of day before we came here, would you give it to me?"

Gizelle sighed, but said nothing. I couldn't help, but to see her appreciate the pissed-off glow that Katie had then. I wasn't sure I truly saw what I thought I did, but from one second to the next, a different solution presented itself to me.

"You like girls, Katie?"

"Yes," she answered, turning her head. "You're not gonna tell me it's immoral or something like that, are you?"

"No, of course not; it's the 21st century. So, you're seeing Claire right now?"

She sighed again. "No, she actually broke up with me because of this witch. She couldn't stand the drama and tension in that house. That's another reason for my 'screw her' attitude."

"She broke up with you because of me?"

"Yes, she was my first serious girlfriend, the one I went to prom with to show everyone that I was a lesbian, and because of you and your bullshit, she broke up with me. I don't want to hear you say it's your fault, or anything else for that matter."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why didn't I... are you just stupid, or what? Even though a year ago, I hadn't heard what you said on that recording, you already wrote me off, like in a damn soap opera. You can just write a character off so they never get on screen again. Have them move, kill them off, or do something else. Unfortunately, this is real life, and you can't just get rid of me, hence your bullshit rant with Mindy. So, you're just stuck with me, and I'm stuck with you, but maybe we're costing each other. You don't get to be Jon Bon Jovi's wife, and you not only don't provide me with a loving step-mom, but have Claire break up with me too," she rambled, before a gap. "I even thought about asking my dad what he thought about me proposing to her. You made sure that didn't happen, though, didn't you?"

Then Gizelle actually broke out some real tears. I didn't speak a word because they needed to talk about it and go through their motions.

"I'm sorry, Katie, I had no idea Claire broke up with you?"

"How would you? My dad didn't tell you. I guess even he didn't think you'd give a shit either."

Gizelle couldn't take her eyes off her step-daughter for a second then. I certainly had one theory, and it was getting stronger by the second. Then Gizelle put her arms out, and oddly enough, Katie nodded and allowed her step-mom to hug her.

"Okay, that's progress."

"I'm sorry, Katie, I had no idea I caused that damage," Gizelle confessed, before backing away. "Just like what I said on the recording, there's no excuse for it so you have every right to hate my guts for it. You're right; I screwed up not one, but two perfect chances to really get to know you. I knew you were into girls, and I didn't do a damn to help you with the prom either. I guess I am a horrible step-mom."

"If you're looking me to disagree, I would only say you gotta work up to 'horrible step-mom', Gizelle; you're just beyond horrible. If you were that description, you'd at least take me to lunch once. Even if it just lasted ten minutes, I'd be happy. I've got nothing, but heartache and hateful neglect from you."

"So, you're a lesbian then and have sex with women?" I asked.

"Where have you been, Ms. Robetrs?"

"Have you considered that maybe there's something you can give your step-mom, Katie?

She leaned forward. "What would that be?"

"Why don't you ask her?"

She sighed and laid back. "Well, you heard her, Gizelle; what can I give you to make our relationship better?" she asked, before a gap. "She's the one with the degree on the wall, so she must know something, and you want something from me to be a step-mom to me rather than just like a fucking itch on your ass. What is it?"

Gizleelle couldn't answer and crossed her arms. Oddly enough, Katie waited her out instead of saying something else. I couldn't be certain, but from the signs I saw, it was a good possibility.

Although, after a moment, Katie looked at me. "She's not budging; what is it, Ms. Roverts? Yes, I think she's a wench, and my dad could do so much better, but my dad isn't gonna divorce her, so can we just skip to the end instead of you beating around the bush?"

I took a deep breath. "I think your step-mom wants to see yours, Katie."

Katie just had a frozen 'WTF' face, and when I looked at Gizelle, she hid her face.

"Well, like you said, I have the degree on the wall. You may not like this, and maybe I should have you here for a few more sessions first, but maybe I can see the real solution here."

"You mean she wants... to fuck me?"

"I think she sees you as a forbidden fruit, something sweet and lovely, but she dare not be deemed to taste it, and that's you, Katie. Whether she knows nothing or everything, judging from her reactions at this very second especially with that 'Oh, shit.' look on her face too, I think I'm onto something. She wants you, but..."

"Knows she can't have me, so she's just on defense trying to keep herself away or causing shit to ensure she doesn't have to get close to me. Is that your prognosis, Ms. Roberts?"

"Pretty much, yes, Katie. Now dare I ask: with your step-mom right next to you, will you confront her?"

I didn't even bother glancing at Gizelle; I just kept my eyes on Katie and saw her biting down on her bottom lip.

I knew I should've let her act alone, but I got up and went to her. "I think she does love you, Katie, but for the wrong reason. Now, dare I ask this: whether you like it or not, is that something you want."

She licked her lips and peeked at Gizelle for a few seconds, but then pushed me away. "No, I hate her, and even if I didn't, she married my dad, Ms. Roberts. I like girls, but not her. That's messed up. I'm sorry for pushing you, though," she apologized, putting her hand out.

I took it and rose. "It's okay, but how about you ask her."

She bit down on her bottom lip, but she reluctantly turned to her. "I'm just gonna ask you this once, Gizelle. Is she anyway, shape or form right; do you want to get into my panties?"

"No, of course not," Gizelle whined, rising to her feet. "That'd be wrong, and it's just not true."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure, Katie. I don't want to see your bush, nor have I thought about if you have one or not."

"Well, you gotta admit, her theory makes sense; your neglect, and even if sub cautiously, you screwed up my relationship with Claire. She called things off, so even if something with us happened, I wouldn't be cheating. Now you're shaking and breathing heavily almost like when I played that audio. You were caught, but by total surprise," she said, before rising with her. "So, you're stating for the record that you have zero interest in me in that way? Whether you've been with one lady, seventeen or zero, the idea of you getting into my panties isn't even on your sexual fantasy horizon. Before you even think about denying it, know this, it is now or never. If you ever bring it up or make me think Ms. Roberts knows what she's talking about at this moment, I will freak the fuck out and tell my dad that it is me or you. So, think carefully, Gizelle. It was disrespectful enough to write me off, but Claire who never did a damn to you, you just iced her out too. So, could it have been that you were jealous of her? She got to see my naked body all the time, but you never did? Granted, I'm ranting right now, but you're not stopping me, or saying anything," she went off, before a gap where she caught her breath. "It's fucking true, isn't it? You've 'borrowed' my laptop and seen my Mommy's Girl videos, haven't you?"

Gizelle couldn't answer once again, and after a moment, Katie looked back to me. She failed to speak, but clearly needed to process the information she was certain of by then. I stayed on my feet, but away from them for the time being.

"So, she's not budging again, Ms. Roberts; what do I do now?"

"Well, first, may I ask: fuck what do I think; do you truly believe this scenario? Yes, I have a point about her behavior, but still, do you believe it yourself? Don't think or do anything based solely on my words; what do you think of everything?"

"I guess, but why would she say all that shit about me?"

"Maybe she was trying to convince Mindy or even herself and put a wedge there. All the while, she knows that you and Claire were getting it on, and that only made you more attractive to her. So, you became the even sweeter-looking forbidden fruit, and she didn't know how else to deal with it," I explained, before glimpsing at Gizelle. "Do you have anything to add, Gizelle?"

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath. "No, I'm not a sick bitch that wants her step-daughter. You should have that degree revoked because you're a kook."

I sighed. "Okay, fine, Gizelle," I said, going to Katie. "You have no interest in her, huh?" I asked, taking her hands. "Is that the story you're sticking to now?"

"What are you doing holding her hands?"

"Just answer my question."

She took a deep breath. "Yes, it is the story I'm sticking to, Ms. Roberts."

I scoffed and turned my head to Katie. "Okay, she's a tough nut to crack, so for my sake, I hope this works."

"What does, Ms. Roberts?"

"Call me Penelope," I implored her, before kissing her.

I placed my hands on her butt, and she didn't protest at all. Even though I caught her off guard, she gladly welcomed it and kissed me right back for a moment.

Although, after sixty seconds, Gizelle yanked me away. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Well, if you don't want her, and she's single; then why can't I have her? She's a beautiful young woman that loves pussy, right? And I don't mean Pussy Galore from Goldfinger either. Maybe you need a little push, Gizelle, so feel free to watch if you need to," I invited her, before taking Katie to the couch.

I had her get on my lap after I sat down and she insisted on pasting her lips to mine. So, I didn't even need to talk her into it, she just ran with it and didn't look back. She helped herself to feel my boobs even through my blouse and bra and shook.

As if her horniness was skyrocketing by the second, she even helped herself to undo the buttons on my blouse and push the sides apart too so she could feel my tits with just my bra on then. I just felt her lower back the whole time, but that was it.

We hadn't felt the couch maneuver, so Gizelle didn't sit down, but we both knew she was watching us. Sure enough, Katie was a forbidden fruit to me too because she was a client, but I needed to prove a point to Gizelle.

After a couple of kissing minutes, Katie parted her lips. "You are nuts, Penelope, but I like that," she made clear, before kissing my neck and shoulders a bit.

"Dually noted," I added, before glancing at Gizelle.

She gave me a dirty, but horny look. I didn't push her to speak, but she was heavily invested in seeing her step-daughter in action it seemed as if I saw her stick a hand into her shorts. Then Katie went south and began pecking my chest.

She even pushed off my blouse and had my pussy leaking as well. Sure enough, I thought of Katie as a stunning young woman, and I'd love a piece of her as well even though I just met her. She brought her hands to my back and undid my bra.

Needless to say, I unleashed a sexy beast, and I was the carcass for her to feast on. Regardless of the reason, she did just that when she got my bra off and felt my bare jugs. She scrubbed them for a moment and quaked the couch in the process.

"Wow, you have some great moneymakers, Penelope; you at least like girls, right?"

"Well, legal ones, yes."

"I'm not a cop, smart-ass," she branded me, before leaning down to them.

"Oh," I moaned, before plopping my palms on her head. "Yes, you know to make your step-mom jealous now, don't you?"

"Shut the fuck up, Penelope," Gizelle whined.

"Go ahead, live in denial, and let the truth come out this way, that's fine," I said, before I set my eyes on Katie again and watched her slather my nipples.

I didn't pressure her head, but still made the point clear that her pleasuring was appreciated and I wanted more. She even grabbed both of my melons and held them tight as she fucked the shit out of them.

I jiggled a bit back and forth, but she held my tits and pushed herself on me a bit more too. So, she had me pinned down for some real good thrills and surely didn't have me teased at all. Even though I wanted a lot more of her, she was proving there was a lot more.

She looked right into my eyes and showed no stagefright in front of her step-mom, and even seemed turned on by it. I didn't stop her to ask, but it seemed more than obvious by then. She licked and sucked on both of my nipples slowly, but surely to give her step-mom quite the show.

"Oh, yes, get those nipples and make them yours if you want, Katie. They won't bite, so go apeshit on them. Your step-mom is still standing there and masturbating, so don't even think about shortchanging her; she wants to see something really sexy."

She nodded, and then she even came up to me to show off some more intimacy and kissed me a few times. Whether she'd let her step-mom get into her panties or not, but it appeared that she was either teasing her and lettng her know it might just happen.

Either way, she was feasting on her live carcass as the sexy lion she was, and then she couldn't help, but push up my skirt as well and expose my underwear. She didn't take it off me, but kept it up there.

"There's a big wet spot there," she pointed out, rubbing my cunt. "Dare I ask: are you turned on now?"

"You could say that."

Then she leaned up to me and kissed me once more before she pulled off my underwear too. Once she had me nearly nude with his my skirt bunched up, she stuck a couple of fingers into my twat.

"Oh, you're a feisty one," I branded her, before feeling her butt.

"I know that, but thank you."

"I think you should show your step-mom what you have beneath your clothes now, I think she might want to see you."

She took that advice and leaned back a bit. She looked right at Gizelle, stood, and stripped herself. She got everything off in twenty seconds and let her step-mom have a good look at her for a moment.

Needless to say, that moment spoke more than I knew I would've gotten from dozens of sessions with them without addressing the elephant in the room. I went back and forth between them to see the other's reaction.

They didn't say a word, but then Katie leaned down to me and kissed me once more. She got off my skirt as well and left me completely naked. Still, not a word was spoken, and then Katie checked out my whole body for a moment.

Then her palms landed on my thighs, and leaned to me one more time to kiss me. It lasted for over a minute as we had Gizelle moaning, but not uttering actual words. I didn't look her way to witness her checking out her step-daughgter then, but I knew she was.

Katie displayed a sexual side too hot not to watch then. Her tongue dropped out, and it landed right on my twat. I didn't even feel her head so I wouldn't block Gizelle's view. She got close and kept her hand busy where we couldn't see it.

"Well, Gizelle, you obviously wouldn't be watching her and rubbing your vagina right now if you didn't love your step-daughter in that way. Are you ready to accept that?"

I didn't get an answer, but Katie didn't even look at her for one. So, I peeked back at her to watch her go to town on me. I kept my hands back and placed them on my tits for leverage then. I just took the pleasure with a grain of salt and enjoyed it all I could then.

Katie showed her step-mom she knew what she was doing down there, and if need be, maybe she'd be able to experience the same joy. I wasn't about to say those actual words, but let the sexy picture speak for itself.

I saw Katie looking at me for the most part, but then she had to glance at Gizelle. "Sit down next to her already, and watch me if you're gonna stay in here. Otherwise, get out of here, Gizelle," Katie ordered her, before going down on me again.

I didn't say a word, but saw Gizelle get down on the couch next to me and continue to watch her. I could tell she was feeling the awkwardness, but that didn't her from pleasing herself then. She kept her hand moving ever so slowly and breathed slowly as well.

I saw them looking at one another, but they didn't say a word to each other. The stage not only didn't exist, but Katie even pushed it in the other direction. I felt her tongue attack my lips both inside and out nonstop for the time being.

I let out my juice all over her face, and we both saw that, too. Even with all that pleasure coming to me, I had to view Gizelle too. I desired to suggest her getting naked as well, but I fought the urge and let her react in her own way.

"Well, if she's eating you out, can't you pull her up to kiss her and show her you care about her, Penelope?"

"Yes, Gizelle," I responded, before pulling her up to me.

I kissed her once, but made it rather long. I tasted all my juice off her lips and touched her neck as well. She kept her hands down at my snatch and fingers me too. We heard Gizelle moan some more, but still no words.

Then Katie kissed her way down to my cunt once again. She pushed me back as she finished the trip and she peeked at her step-mom once again. She took another page from me, and didn't say a word, and let the scene talk for her.

I moaned and squeezed my boobs as hard as I could. I had to fight like hell to stay upright to watch her, but I loved that. It showed that she was making it hot as hell and certainly swaying her step-mom in the process.

"Oh, fuck yes, Katie, you're a pussy eating master; if Claire left you because of her, then she made a big mistake. You're too good to pass up."

"If that's true, then rub her fucking head and lie back," Gizelle bitched, pushing me back.

"Yes, whinny-ass," I stigamtized her, before feeling Katie's head. "Oh, you're making her hot for you now, Katie. You better keep going."

"No, fuck that," Katie said, lifting her head. "You get me now, woman," she ordered me, yanking me up.

We quickly switched places, and Gizelle got treated to seeing Katie's fully nude body. Then I got between her legs and placed my palms on her thighs. Then I put my pussy licking skills to the test on her.

"Oh, yes, girlfriend, show your clients how you take care of them," she amended, feeling my head. "Get that slit and make me cover your face with all of my juice as my step-mom masturbates," she let out, before glancing at her. "Go ahead, step-mommy, look at me and all my naked goodness. Claire won't be seeing it any time soon, so you should get high as fuck over them, huh?"

"Did you call me 'step-mommy'?"

"I guess so, but I called you that before you bailed on me."

"I'm sorry, Katie."

"Are you ready to admit that you want to be in Penelope's position?"

"No, you're my step-daughter, and it's immoral enough just to be watching you like this."

"You heard her, Penelope," Katie spoke, peeking at me. "You better keep going."

I nodded and had to glimpse at Gizelle again. I witnessed the lustiest face I could imagine and she was still turned on beyond demand while keeping her hand digging in even deeper into her shorts.

Then I closed my eyes and focused on eating out Katie the best I could. I didn't get the stage fright I thought I would either, but I knew I wasn't perfect and still needed to push Gizlle. So, I followed Katie's order and kept going.

I licked and sucked on her lips too, and seemed to be making headway, but I knew there was still work to be done, though. So, I pushed my face onto her cunt too, and truly felt it all. Therefore, I got all of her juice smeared all over my face.

So, it was as slick as ice and I got the correct response from her too. She pressed my face down on her cunt too and forced me to feel her juice even on my neck and shoulders a bit as well. Whether I got Gizelle to admit it or not, I was still gonna have some fun with Katie.

I even felt a little woozy too, but I didn't mind because of the hot taboo action. I didn't see it that way when I started, but it was certainly coming upon me then. I fucked the shit out of her and got to jolt around and even run into her step-mom somewhat.

Gizelle wasn't complaining, though, in fact, I saw him smiling even more. So, I was still making progress, but still, she wasn't ready to embrace such an idea. I was still enjoying myself, though, so I was gonna be a tough nut to crack too.

I hadn't had sex with a young woman like that before, so it was a whole new experience for me too. Still, I wasn't gonna let the taboo hot sauce get in the way of pleasing her properly. I kept my eyes on her again as much as I could, but it was still a tall order.

"Oh, you do know how to please a woman, Penelope," Gizelle complimented me, feeling my head. "Well, I'm glad you can be a sub for Claire if need be. I've never been with a woman, but you're proving that you two can make it work. You shouldn't fuck a client, but I won't turn you in."

"So, what, you're fine with me dating our therapist?"

"Well, I've been a bitch, so I can't be too judgemental."

"You'd rather have that than just tell me you want to have sex with me?"

"I don't, though."

"You're full of shit, Gizelle," she called, before pulling me up. "She still needs more convincing, Penelope," she mentioned, before pushing me down. "You don't have any more appointments today, do you?"

"No."

"Well, call me crazy, but I think you're onto something," she theorized, pushing her cunt onto mine. "My step-mom wants me, but she won't admit it. You've seen her watching me, and masturbating, but yet, she won't just admit it. So, if it's on my dad's dime, then I think we should devote some more time to making her just confess. Now she has four different boobs to look at, so let's keep going, but at least don't milk my dad, he may get a little suspicious. Now grab my thighs, you don't want me falling off you, do you?"

"No," I answered, following her order.

"Go ahead, look at her and see the lust hiding in plain sight, huh? You won't hurt my feelings, Penelope."

I had to take her up on that and peeked at Gizelle. "You're in just your bra and underwear now, Gizelle."

She failed to reply to that and just kept her hand in her panties and shot us the duties look she could. So, it was all pointless for her not to say the words, but she wouldn't. So, she dared Katie to just keep going.

With our pussies together, I felt our juices mixed perfectly, and it made her movements even easier. Therefore, I needed to hold her even tighter, but I was fine with that. It also made her tits shake even more, and without glancing at Gizelle, I knew was loving that.

She pushed down onto my stomach and held me down the best she could, but that was only gonna work for so long. She kept her cunt firmly against mine and committed herself to making it work perfectly.

She proved once again that was the sexy beast and she unleashed herself onto me. Even with her step-mom on the couch, she had the couch coming off its legs a bit too. So, she was working hard to make her step-mom just say the words.

"Do you like my flopping boobs, Gizelle? Do you want to feel them?"

"May I?" she asked, coming towards her.

"I fucking knew it! You want me!"

"No, I didn't say that," Gizelle whined, getting up. "This whole display is wrong."

"Then get lost, I'll finish this with Penelope and you can wait outside. By the way, you'll have to put your clothes back on too."

Once again, Gizelle didn't reply or put her clothes back on either. So, Katie just kept going on me for a moment, but then she pulled me up to her boobs as she sat on my lap. She pushed my face on her melons and even made me motorboat them.

"Yes, be Vince Vaughn in Wedding Crashers, you horndog. Motorboat the shit out of those," she moaned, caressing my head. "Then start licking those nipples. Titilate me right in front of my bitchy step-mom, maybe she's not as bad as Cinderealla's step-mom, but still, she is a tart."

"Be nice, Katie."

"Sorry."

"Don't say it to me."

She sighed. "I'm sorry, Gizelle."

"Call her 'step-mommy', Katie."

"Fine, I'm sorry, step-mommy."

They were making baby steps, but I kept my mouth busy on her nipples and made her feel good. Needless to say, she made the jealousy factor work as Gizelle even got closer to us. She stopped within a foot of me and continued to please herself too.

I saw her looking and made some eye contact with her, but not too much. She was proving to be a very tough nut to crack, but I was still up for a challenge. I licked and sucked on those nipples as much as I could, and surely made her dispense her juice on me.

She kept her eyes on me and watched the hot action all she could. I had no idea if Claire ever made her feel that good, but it seemed I was at least giving her a run for her money. As she fed me the most intimate eye contact I could imagine, it seemed all but, certain.

I also rubbed my face all over her breasts as well and surely showed Gizelle some chemistry even if I just met Katie. I tried not to get ahead of myself, but I couldn't help, but picture them getting together then.

I put Gizelle on the spot, but even with her being so stubborn, we were close to making her just give in to her hidden lust. I let her see me go back and forth to Katie's hooters and give her a good show to masturbate to indeed.

She couldn't part her eyes from us or evict her hand from her panties to save her life, so she was hooked still, but couldn't give into the passion yet. She wasn't doing herself any favors by keeping playing with her snatch, though.

She was having trouble staying upright, even on her knees, but it was happening then. She practically dared one of us to tell her to take her undergarments off, but we held firm and let her make the choice herself then.

I felt her cunt still spurting out juice like mad, but she still couldn't help, but look at her mom several times. She failed to say a word, but certainly, her actions said a whole lot. Even if her words said the opposite thing, her lust and the look said the right thing.

"Oh, hell yes, Penelope," Katie moaned, moving my head back and forth. "How you're single is beyond me, but shit, those chicks you've fucked before are missing out. You know exactly what you're doing with that tongue and your lips too. You know to rub them and suck on those nipples too."

"Okay, that's enough," Gizelle griped, standing. "Get up here with me, Katie."

She gently got off me and got in front of her. "Yes, Gizelle?" she asked, before a gap. "Are you crying?"

She stood there and checked out her sexy step-daughter for a moment.

"Will you just give me a moment to collect my thoughts, Katie?"

She nodded and sat back down on my lap. "Take all the time you need, Gizelle. Penelope and I will be sitting right here waiting for you. You have to think hard about a forbidden fruit, and that's worth waiting for, right, Penelope?"

"Yes, it is, so we'll stay tuned."