Katrina thought that was the most of it, but it was just the lubricating and cleaning fluids that had pumped in. Next came the true ejaculation. The...force of his eruption was akin to a fire hose. Katrina felt herself lift off of his rod by an inch from the power of the explosion. She had visions of the childhood water toy for the yard, the clown head that would shoot water out the top, pushing his hat up high and spraying water all around. Katrina envisioned herself so full of his goo that. 'Yes it was good and I see that you are curious to learn' she said.'Who would not like to learn such things' he said.'Yes and that is the reason why I am at back of your mother' she said.'Meaning' he asked.'I want her to teach you' she said and looked for his reaction.'I fail to understand' he said as he was really puzzled.'Don't you like her to press your feet, press your legs' she asked.'Yes it relieves the pain' he replied.'Yes it relieves the pain and then what happens' she asked.'Nothing'. After they are good and red he pulls out his mostly hard dick and strokes it while he sticks his fingers inside me. I make quiet sounds of protest but now he's burying 2 deep in me and he is fully erect. Then it's me stroking him while he spanks and violates me for the fun of it. His first orgasm happens while I'm jacking him off, his cock an inch from my face, with his fingers inside me. He tells me to make him cum on my face. And I do. He puts me in the shower, but before I'm even. I am speechless, dumb even. The intensity of what we had just experienced had left me bereft of language.That first time was for me, the most memorable. Although we had gone on to even greater heights during the next few hours, nothing quite had that extra value of a shared feeling. Call it love; call it a sexually charged moment when two hearts collided and entwined, but it was something rare, a piece of my life that was unlikely to be repeated.Later, after a shower and coffee, we talked,.