" I said inserting two fingers inside her and slowly working them in and out. If she asked me where I learned this I'd tell her the truth. Her mother ...nd I used to masturbate for each other and she had showed me how she liked to get herself off. If it was good enough for my wife, it was good enough for my daughter. "Hmmm, ok," she said raising her knees. I licked my fingers on the other hand. "Then you need to get a good rhythym going on your clit, like this." I started gently rubbing her. It wasn't something we talked about a lot. Deep down in our psyche I believed we still cared for each other. We weren't a story book or a fantasy. We were real people in a real world. We both worked, paid bills, enjoyed our family. Just normal everyday people.I noticed when she went to work that she hadn't dressed differently. Even when she went out with the girls from work nothing seemed to change. One day she and a fellow worker Michelle went shopping together. I decided to follow them even. Rather than slowing down she took a breath and swallowed my cock down once more, clearly enjoying having my long, hard cock shoved down her throat. When I didn't think I could hold on any longer she finally relented, strings of saliva and precum hanging from her lips as she withdrew. "Holy shit," I whispered"Mmmmmm" I think it's my turn now," I said with a grin. "Ooooh my pussy is sooo wet for you," she saidShe lay next to me on the bed and kissed me passionately, her lips wet with saliva and. I saw her head move back and forth ever so quickly as well, and made her tongue act like a pinball with my pussy walls being pleasured in the process.I pushed my head back again and shed tears as signs of sexual luxury. I moaned more and more every minute, but still made sure not to talk. If only to keep the sexist level of intimacy ever. Her hands applied a lot of pressure to my rack, but still moved around a lot too.She made my nipples move, which titillated me in the process as well. All the.