What I would have, in the (sore gaping) end, was a sense of pride. The one thing I did have in my favor was, we spoke the same language, not like my f...rst time penetration with our Shetland pony! I could ask him to stop, slow down or anything else…he’d understand.I sucked for a while which got him a little harder and, of course, bigger then we spent some time rolling around on the bed getting to know each other a little better. He spent a lot of time getting to know my little ‘cunt’; first some. Aiden smiled as I entered. I was still wearing the football shirt but with nothing on my bottom half revealing my naked, slender legs. My face was bare, showing off its natural ivory glow in the candlelight. My red hair was loose flowing down to my shoulders, no longer in the short ponytail I had it tied in before. Aiden, having stripped down to his boxers, stared at me as he lay there on the bed and patted it at the side of him for a signal for me to join him. I placed down the candle and sat. Mother and Daughter part twoI awoke early next morning with all three of us in the same position, my partly hard cock was still buried in Melinda’s pussy and felt snug and warm as it slowly filled with blood.I gently pushed in and out finding the wet cum making it slippery enough to move but the friction was a lot higher than normal so I was only moving in and out an inch or so, still felt bloody nice to me.After 3 or 4 minutes I could definitely feel Melinda get wetter and the friction eased. Her Mom was halfway through her latest glass. “I see you’ve met Reverend Flynn,” she said, watching her daughter race down the stairs.“There’s a MAN in my room,” Terri accused, pointing a finger.“Is this about your room or is this about the man?” her Mom said.Only now did Terri pick up on the difference to her own mother.The old Anne switched between TJ Maxx blouses on weekdays and faded tie-dye on weekends, when she gardened. Usually with her hair yanked back into a ponytail, and pinned.Today.