Stepmom India Summer Enjoys A Steamy Threesome With Her Stepchildren

Oh, FUCK! I put my jacket down on the counter, now in nothing but a wife beater and plain white T-shirt and jeans; I creep around the corner, knife drawn and in-hand. “Why don’t you show me what you were watching?” I say in a low voice, right into her ear, she is slumped down and looks defeated already, I haven’t even begun yet. Complete with tacky lawn gnomes, hideously neon shutters and a huge “WELCOME” sign on the front door, oh yeah; it’s begging to be hit. I lifted her chin up with one finger, and looked into her eyes, “What is wrong? I took one more step forward, and put my finger to my lips “Sssshhhhhh” I mouthed. I start rummaging (quietly) through the nearby pantry and grabbing any packaged snacks I can put into my pockets when I hear something, I stop, and hear it again, and again, and again.