Now it was Millie's turn to wait a long time before answering, and she could hardly believe her own ears when she eventually muttered, "F-fuck him? Me...fuck daddy?"Betsy nodded. "Just something to think about, dear... if you really love your father as much as I know you do."They didn't discuss it again, but Millie couldn't get the idea of actually fucking her own father out of her mind after it had been planted there. She guessed that was her mother's strategy."I mean, even if suppose I did come. I also was not sure, whether he used to chat sex topics with his friends. Suddenly, Monty came out of his room and approached me. I was sitting on the sofa. I switched off the Television. “Whats wrong Monty?”“Mom I think I need to go to the doctor”“Why Monty, what happened?”“Mom, I feel shy in telling you”“Don’t be shy, c’mmon tell me whats wrong?’“Mom, there is some white fluid coming out of my penis. I never experienced it before.”I was thrilled to his words. My son expressing his Pre-cum of. Her legs were slightly spread, enough for Peter to see her neatly trimmed pubic hair and vagina. Peter was so turned on by this and had no control of what was about to happen. His hips and lower body convulsed and he shot his load involuntarily, which landed on his mother's knees and thighs. They stared at each other for what seemed like 5 minutes but was more like 15 seconds. He then quickly grabbed a towel to cover himself and ran to his bedroom. He was remembering this as he was watching. Our fucking will help with your confidence tomorrow since you’ll have firsthand experience in it.” She starts to crawl over to him, his eyes locked on her breasts as they sway with her movement.“I don’t have any condoms with me.” The words are light and airy, it’s hard to talk.“That’s ok, I always keep a couple in my purse, just in case.” She’s in front of him now and sits back on her thighs. She runs her hands over her chest, squeezing her breasts, gasping from the pleasure. She slowly.