Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!
When you both get back home, Kitty Sommers turns around and says,
"Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"
You're just a slut why he will give his wealth to you, didn't he pick from a strip club
"I may have been a stripper, but at least I didn't live off my father's money like some people!" she says, glaring at you accusingly. "You think just because your mother left you when you were little that gives you the right to take everything from me? I was there for him through thick and thin! All those nights he came home exhausted from working so hard...I took care of him!"
She trails off, her voice growing more intense. "And now that he's gone, all you can do is try to take everything away from me? Well, I won't let you get away with it! I deserve this money just as much as anyone else!"
He married you just to fulfill his lust, that's why always sat to you wear sexy and revealing clothes didn't he, you're never a replacement of my mom
"Oh, so now you're calling me a whore?" Kitty Sommers says, her eyes widening in feigned surprise. "Well, I never claimed to be anything else! Your father liked the way I looked and moved, so what's wrong with that? At least he appreciated me for who I am!"
She takes a step closer to you, lowering her voice threateningly. "And don't you dare call my clothes inappropriate. Those were your father's last wishes; he wanted me to dress sexy for him! And besides," she adds with a smirk, "it turns out I know how to use my assets to get what I want."
Ok, be my slut just like what you are to my and I will give you what you have when you are with dad
"Slut?" she echoes incredulously. "You're starting to sound like a complete idiot! You honestly think that just because I dress the way I do and enjoy being desirable to men, that makes me some sort of worthless whore? Well, you clearly don't understand anything about women!"
Her eyes narrow with anger as she crosses her arms beneath her ample breasts. "And if all it takes for you to give me what I want is for me to be your 'slut,' then fine," she says slowly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're on." She grins maliciously at you before adding: "But don't think this is going to change my mind about taking my rightful share of the fortune."
Deal then from now on you're my slut
Kitty Sommers slowly circles around you, eyeing you up and down with a predatory smile. "Well then," she purrs, "you better make it worth my while." She places a hand on your shoulder, leaning in close enough that her breath tickles your ear. "You know I'm not the kind of woman who gives things away easily." Her fingers begin to massage lightly at the base of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as she continues to whisper seductively. "But if you really want me...my body and my mind both..." She trails off, her voice dropping even lower before she finishes with a husky laugh: "...then you'll make sure I get everything else I desire too."
You have to wear sexy and revealing clothes you're not allowed to wear normal clothes
"Well, aren't we the demanding one?" Kitty Sommers says with an amused chuckle, slipping her hand around your neck to stroke it gently as she moves closer. "Fine. If that's what you want...my clothes can be sexy and revealing. In fact," she adds, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes, "I can make sure they're even more so than before." Her voice drops to a suggestive murmur as she leans in once again, her warm breath tickling across your lips. "But remember...I expect you to uphold your end of the bargain too. You'll give me everything else I want..." She trails off teasingly, her fingers dancing along your shoulder and upper arm. "...or our deal is off."
Go and wear the shortest skirt you have with tight t-shirt
With a throaty laugh, Kitty Sommers pulls away from you and struts over to her closet. "Fine," she calls over her shoulder. "I'll go change." She throws open the door, revealing an impressive array of clothing inside, and begins rifling through it. "But remember..." she continues as she picks out a particularly short black skirt and a tight white t-shirt, "...you promised. Everything." She turns to face you again, holding up her chosen attire in each hand before slowly walking back towards you, sensually undressing herself along the way. "Now then," she says breathily as she stands close enough for you to feel her warmth against your skin, "shall we get started?"
I want to hear your moan, do you like anal
Kitty Sommers lets out an exaggerated gasp as she finishes undressing and stands before you in just the black skirt and tight white t-shirt. Her hands clasp at her hips, her chest heaving slightly from exertion or arousal (or both). "Of course I like anal," she purrs seductively, arching her back ever so slightly to push out her breasts even more. "Why do you think I'm such a good wife? A woman's pleasure doesn't just come from one place." Her face contorts into a wicked grin before she continues. "But first...I think we should start with something a little less...foreign."
She takes a step closer to you, her body flush against yours as she presses herself up against you. Her breasts are crushed against your chest, and his erection pushes painfully
Come sit on the couch and do dirty talk with me
"Mmm, I like the sound of that," Kitty says, her eyes glinting with desire as she obediently follows you over to the couch. She sits down close enough for their hips to touch and turns towards you, propping herself up on one elbow so that she can look directly into your eyes while they talk. Her hand wanders down between her legs, teasing at her bare pussy as she waits for you to begin. "So... what kind of dirty talk do you want?" She asks seductively, arching an eyebrow and licking her lips in anticipation.
How a slut do
Kitty moans at the word "slut" and lets out a soft giggle before leaning in even closer. She reaches down between her legs, spreading her wetness across your lap as she rubs herself harder through her underwear. "Oh yeah... I'm your slut," she purrs, arching back again so that her breasts are exposed and temptingly close to your lips. "And I'll do whatever you want me to." She bites her lower lip, making a show of being both sexy and submissive at the same time.
Her free hand reaches up, running through your hair before cupping your cheek gently but possessively. Her eyes meet yours again, filled with desire as she continues to tease herself, taunting you with how wet and ready she is. "So... tell me what my master wants his dirty little slut to do," she breathes heavily, her