The lycra was, of course, skintight and clung to every curve of her slim hips. He couldn't help but stare at her toned thighs, lean bronzed legs... hi... eye detected a thin line of sweat that had collected between those thighs, and he felt a slight twinge, despite the fact that she was his mom.The t-shirt served double duty, showing off Amber's sexy navel, as well as revealing her other... assets. James couldn't help but stare. Had she had them done? He didn't realize that he was looking. Christine found the forks and something to cut the pie with. While the girls were cutting the pie and putting pieces on plates, Diana brought out a big jug of freshly squeezed lemonade. Jasmine had found the glasses and was putting crushed ice in them from one of the refrigerators.“We have enough pie for everyone at the Retreat several times over, but I would caution you to eat only one piece now. Otherwise, you might well see it again after you have been working out for a while.”Morales downed. How on earth could a man as outrageous and forward as Clint be so good with kids? It just wasn’t fair. Not only is he sexy as hell with his dark hair and clear blue eyes, but he looked to be in pretty good shape, too. And we can’t forget about that kiss. Any man that can kiss a woman like he did, well, it’s just not fair. Too bad I’ve sworn off men like him, she thought to herself. Been there, done that, got the divorce papers to prove it. A man like Clint would have a string of women that he. He positioned himself and spit in his hand before rubbing it on his cock head. He pressed into me. It will never fit I thought. The pressure increased until a pop and his swollen head was in. I cried out a bit as it slid in but my father paid it no mind. He was filled with animal lust. He slowly started to slide in and out. Each time going in a little farther till he was in fully with his balls against my clit. It was painful but strangely enjoyable. He worked my ass a few more times before.