This is how Kara found her mother when she arrived home from school a few minutes later. The girl was terrified – she had never seen Joyce this way....Kara’s fear was all Joyce needed to get control of herself – the habit of protecting her daughter kicked in. She stopped crying, but could find no words to speak, and started to panic that Kara still had no idea of why she had been weeping. Finally she saw the letter on the couch, and without saying anything handed it to the girl. Kara read it.. I felt the urge to cum and didn't tell her this time. I let go and watched enjoying it."My little boy just came inside me, didn't he?" she asked."Yes, I did!" I said as I moved my mouth over hers and began a nice moist kiss. She put her hands on my neck and pushed her lips and tongue into mine. I felt myself getting hard."Oh, Jeff ... again?" If you want to, I have no problem with it, how about you?" It feels so sloppy inside me, is that OK with you?" she asked."Yeah, it gives me a really slick. There I was, naked from the waist down with a bit of cum dried between my cheeks and a little more oozing out. He asked me if I'd like to get clean. Of course I said yes. He started the laundry and led me to the master bedrooms bathroom. By then I was completely naked and he was getting undressed. We weren't talking about it, but I kind of knew what was going on. He started a quick shower and we got in together. He cleaned me off, paying close attention to my ass. While he did nothing. I figure I might as well get out and continue my little fantasy on the beach, I'm freezing and it's not like he's paying me any attention.Wiggling into a denim mini I chuck my bikini bottoms aside and lie on my tummy with my knees wide and my feet kicked up. There's a slight breeze on my warm wet lips and the sun is reaching up my skirt. The couple wander past me and I hear them leaving up the stairs.This beach is private af down a cliff and I start to fantasise about the guy coming over and.