Others repulsed her, but fascinated her in equal measure. She began to regret that she hadn’t been more adventurous when she was younger. With a tre...or of apprehension she experienced the thought that she might still be. 43 was no age after all. For all she knew, she might be the kind of mother young men would like to f*** (she’d discovered what the acronym MILF stood for by now). The thought made her feel very naughty, but she couldn’t deny its increasing appeal.Maybe she might join a dating. How lucky was I to have this girl whose face alone was such a thing of beauty. It was also a beauty that I never tired of seeing corrupted in Han’s ever eager willingness to enjoy my cock and cum. As good as Han’s blow job felt I wanted these wankers to see more of her. I wanted to show her off. I pulled Han up from my cock and stood her in front of me, then slid her pants down to her ankles and lowered her towards my cock. Han reached between her legs and helped guide my cock into her ready. I was really starting to get going and i flinched because of all the excitement. This caused her to quickly retrieve her hand. I peeked over to see what was going on and she was laying still. I could tell she was awake her chest was pounding so hard. I was so confused on what was going on I just layed there wondering what was up. Then I saw her eye open just a little bit and when she looked over at my totally awake she shut her eye. I knew she was waiting for something. This was it I’m going. She got a full on glorious view of his bum crack, now seemingly more like a canyon covered with an unruly forest of hair, and filling the gap between the parted cheeks,two large balls dangled, red and sweaty. Samantha pushed her hand between her own legs still further, and squeezed them more tightly together. Impressive as the view was, that was not quite what she wanted to see. A glimpse of the state of his cock was what she was after,but in the next few seconds as her father.