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Chapter 7 by poison ink poison ink

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Janice needs a closer look

Janice finally peeled her eyes from his impressive bulge and looked to Duncan's face. She pointed directly to the bulge and asked bluntly, "What is that, Duncan?" She gave her head a little shake, to clear her thoughts, and repeated, "What is in your pants?"

The teen's grin widened a little, despite the slightly worried look on his stepmom's face. "It's me. All me. I guess I had a little growth spurt recently."

She saw the growing grin on his face and knew that he had to be pulling her leg. She didn't know why he was doing it, but it couldn't be true. "Bullshit. There's no way that you.. grew that much." She looked back down to the monstrous bulge and shook her head again. "Nobody's ever grown that much."

Seeing her gaze was back to his crotch and knowing that there wasn't going to be any simple way to prove he was telling the truth, Duncan flexed his cock, making the thick bulge jerk under his pants.

Seeing the bulge move, Janice's eyes shot back up to his face, only to find Duncan's slightly goofy grin even wider now. She studied his face nervously, trying to tell if he was playing some sort of elaborate prank on her. Their small family had always had a playful, joking relationship, but something like this was taking it to a whole new level. The room was silent save for the sound of her soft breathing and she finally spoke. "Duncan. No more jokes. You have to tell me the truth now. Is that--" and she gave a quick nod to his crotch, "--real?"

Still grinning, Duncan gave her a slow and silent nod as he felt himself growing harder by the moment as he knew that his hot young stepmom was still eyeing his cock bulge.

She gave her plump pink lip a nervous nibble as her eyes flicked between his face and his crotch, unsure of what to do. She'd been happily married to her husband for a while now and Duncan was her stepson, but if he was telling the truth, he was packing way more than his father. Way more. The closest thing she'd seen to his size was the novelty dildo her friends had jokingly given her at her bachelorette party, and even that might have been smaller. She had to know if he was really, really being honest with her.

She looked deep into Duncan's eyes and asked softly, "Can I see it?"

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