She leaned in further to share the camera images, now in contact with my shoulder; she wore Chanel No. 5, and smelled wonderfully sexy.She put the cam...ra in her lap, and asked if I would rather see ‘here’ motioning to where the cabers was resting in her lap. She hiked her skirt up revealing no panties, her exposed dark fluffy bush, plump lips, and her clitoris emerging from between her lips.I look her in the eyes, and took her behind the neck and kissed her passionately.We were in a teenage. Sometimes I wonder what would havehappened had I taken that job and followed my feminine instincts. Theclothing store was part of a small regional chain that catered to uppermiddle class women who wanted to be stylish....it would have been fun exceptfor the manager. I didn't tell my wife of the offer as I am not sure shewould have understood my not taking it. It was just too much of a riskputting myself in that feminine situation. I was trying hard to present amale image.One day I was putting. She was very comfortable telling me that she had to pee but was never in a big hurry to do anything about it. I of course would reak havoc on her bladder as she would be riding me on top. Every time she is on top of me she within seconds would loose control and an absolute flood of liquid would drench my body. Words can not describe the feeling of hot liquid running down my manhood. I’m stiff as a board just typing this. Lol. OK concentrate. Once we were finished there was what felt like a. My wife acted like this was no big deal but it was to me. I relished in the incestuous thoughts of have sex with both of my beautiful teenage daughters and not just this one time either for I knew that I would be doing this again and again. I flooded my oldest daughter’s pussy with her Daddy’s cum. I knew that she had been on birth control but it had actually slipped my mind. All I could think about as I cum was making a baby in my daughter’s belly. That though alone kept me hard so I made love.