My Big Ass Milf Stepmom Gives Me A Special Gift For My Birthdate

She grabbed the door frame and leaned into the room to look around so she wouldn’t have to step on broken glass with her bare feet. Keeping a low profile’s been a bitch,” I said, turning my attention back to my brother. “Alright,” Chloe said, disappearing down the hall toward the cockpit. Chloe returned from the cockpit and was about to follow them, but I placed a hand on her shoulder. “It took me quite a while to figure out that it wasn’t some kind of elaborate joke or mistake.”

“You don’t think it’s either of those things, huh?” Quentin asked. A girl lay across the rest of the couch with her head in his lap. The triangles of fabric over her large breasts covered most of each mound—making it conservative compared to some of the others I’d seen in the house—but left plenty of side boob and cleavage for my eyes to feast on. A younger man with shaggy brown hair sat in the chair across the coffee table, talking to him animatedly.