’ ‘It belonged to your grandmother. You probably don’t remember her, do you?’ ‘Not really. She died when I was two years old.’ ‘I kno.... But she loved you very much.’ ‘I’m sure she did, mother. But that still doesn’t explain why I should keep the jar. It’s just a raggedy old Mason jar. Although, I do remember that you never put anything in it.’ ‘Exactly. Do you know why?’ ‘No,’ Stephanie rolled her eyes towards the ceiling in disbelief. ‘Because that’s all I had to remember my mother by.. ‘I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time,’ he whispered in my ear. ‘And I’ve wanted it too,’ I breathed back as we kissed again and had no objections when his hand came up and began to fondle my breast. He then began to kiss my neck and I moved his hand down inside the top of my dress for I’d gone out that night without a bra on and his hand moulded itself round one and I felt my nipple begin to stiffen up in his palm. I was also becoming very moist in between my thighs. ‘Let’s do. “Lick me there Tom”His tongue flicked against my finger then my clit as I remover my hand“Suck it please”Tom did as I asked of him while I reapplied pressure back on to his head, I have came used to just twiddling my clit for sexually pleasure these last nine years and know that it works wonders for me.He sucked on it like another nipple, pulling and tugging on it, something that hasn’t been done in a long time. The sheer excitement was working wonders for me as I gyrated his head between my. "Should I stop?" I asked. "No, no, don't stop, I want to feel you in my ass," she responded. I continued to press and the head of my cock began to slip in as her anus began to expand to accommodate it. The head popped in past the anal ring, which elicited a small gasp from my daughter as she quickly reached back and placed her hand against my hip indicating to stop for a moment. I remained motionless, waiting while she caught her breath and adjusted to the feeling of my thick cock entering her.