Excerpt: He found Charlotte in the living room, standing near the window, a worried look on her pretty face. “What’s wrong?” he asked as he stepped into the room. “David, this isn’t right. It isn’t fair on your father.” “He’s had his chance with you. He doesn’t please you. Now it’s time you’re passed on to me.” She looked at him and he saw her gaze come to rest on his crotch. “You like that idea, don’t you?” he asked. She nodded slowly. “My dad doesn’t give you what you need.” “No,” she said, “he doesn’t.” “You’ve seen my body...my cock. Do you think I can give you what you need?” She nodded again. “Yes, you can.” She licked her lips involuntarily. “Then come and get it.” He unfastened his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers so that his cock was revealed to her again. He was already hard. The sexual tension in the air between them was thick and heady. As soon as she saw his manhood, and how hard he was, she dropped to all fours and crawled across the carpet toward him. He couldn’t believe it...his pretty stepmother crawling to his cock. He felt so excited about taking her. She crawled to him, her long blond hair falling over her shoulder and back as she looked up at him with her big pretty gray-blue eyes. She reached him and took him into her mouth.