It brings her over the edge, and she climaxes all over my hand and face. I slowly bring her down from her high. Once she was calmed I moved up to kiss...her, letting her taste her own juice.“Oh my god, that was amazing” she stated in-between kisses.Laughing I told her it wasn’t over just yet, and moved off the bed and headed to my closet. When I came back I had a nine inch dildo strap-on fasten to my pelvis. I slowly walked to her, enjoying the look on her face as I neared. I told her to turn. I want to feel my hair tangled in your beard, the little pull and tension on my skin as you move. I want you to taste me, open me and taste me. I've been wet for you since before dinner. I want your beard and mustache wet with me. I know you'll be good to me then, not too hard or rough with me where I'm most tender and sensitive. Just the lightest touch thrills me. I want your tongue to take my breath away with just the slightest touch."You know I'm not wearing panties. If we were on my sofa. ’ the psychiatrist continued. ‘Psychologically speaking, Grace might have felt she was missing something in her life. When a woman hits forty she has a lot of trouble accepting that her looks may be going to fade and she becomes very susceptible to suggestion and seduction. Also, in our society today there is more acceptance of different life styles that tend to compromise previous taboos related to sexual activities. She just downplayed in her mind the importance of mores regarding her. ”“They may want to know why I’m wanting to go with you. Maybe We could tell them the truth. That I want to be with my sister when she’s taking care of the baby.” Maxine said. I had thought she was going to say something else. “We can also tell them that I want to be there with the father of my baby.”“What? Are you saying you’re actually ... pregnant?” I said.She nodded, “I took the test yesterday, shortly before I found out Courtney was now carrying your babies. Zoe found me as I was about to.