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Sweet dinner.

So it seems all three of us have honored our mill pets.

But we're still waiting to hear from you, Lori.

Well, ladies, you'll be pleased to know I did the deed. Wait, why aren't you

showing your face?

For reasons I can't say.

It would really complicate my life. Oh, come on. We've all signed

confidentiality agreements.

Nobody here is going to out you.

I have more to lose.

If you say so.

So, let me tell you how it happened.

My stepson, I'll call him Tim, is someone I've been attracted to ever

got married.

I'd purposely leave my bedroom door open so he could watch me masturbating.

I really liked putting on a show.

I liked how turned on it got him, because whenever I was done, I'd catch

masturbating. I was never going to do anything about it until...

I learned about the MILF pact.

And then I knew I had to. I figured I'd be paired up with women halfway around

the country. But it seems we all live fairly close to one another.

And three of you are even friends.

Which makes me feel like the odd woman out.

Anyways, one day, Tim comes home from a sporting event.

He's sore, and I realize it's now or never.

Yeah. Is my mom home?

No, she's in a meeting.

How was the game?

We lost.

And I pulled a muscle.

I'm fine.

I'm totally fine.

I'm a physical therapist. This is what I do.

Take off your shirt.

Oh,

come on. Don't be shy around me.

I've seen you without your shirt before.

Oh, yeah.

Good. It's good.

I'm a little stressed out.

What about?

You, my other stepmom.

What about me stresses you out?

Trust me.

What you're not saying, I'm thinking.

What are you thinking?

That I probably shouldn't do what I want to do.

Which is what?

Oh my gosh.

Whoa. Why'd you stop?

There are a million reasons why.

Okay, look.

My other stepmom, Debbie, said that bonding between family members is like

critical.

This is more than bonding.

I'm okay with that. Let's go.

I love your mother.

You can still love her, though.

I do miss Dick.

I got one right here.

You should stop talking.

You can always ruin everything by talking.

Oh, shit.

What? Rebecca?

That's Tom's mother's stepmom.

What? Holy shit.

Please don't tell Tom's mom.

As long as you don't tell his dad.

Never. Does it make things weird?

What? That reassured a cock?

What are the chances?

I was thinking the same thing.

There's like one degree of separation between all of us.

Which makes this very odd.

Or it just shows that more stepmoms want to fuck their stepsons than we

previously thought.

Yeah, I see it good for us.

We've all honored the meal pack.

And got laid properly.

So tell me, Rebecca, how good was punk talk?

Oh, yeah.

Tell us about it.