As long as she and Tom had lived together, he knew all of her “hot buttons” and she felt herself becoming wet in spite of her feelings.“Please �...� can’t we … can’t we … wait? It will be … better … later on. I promise … it will. I’ll make sure it’s better if we … if we wait.”“Pass a chance, you’re always one behind.” Tom muttered as he pulled his rock hard dick into view. Sue noticed that Dan had also exposed himself. Turning so that he could lean against the car door, Tom pulled Sue around so. “Am I doing this right? It’s been a while,” she asked, dragging her hand up and down my shaft. Precum leaked from my tip, and ran down my shaft and over her hand, but she didn’t seem to mind. It felt good. More than good. But even if it wasn’t good, it would still be amazing. Never in a hundred years would I ever imagine that I’d actually have my daughter’s sweet hand on my dick. “Keep going,” I said, my tone thick with need. Nia pumped away. Slowly at first, until she got more comfortable with. I grabbed a pair of drawstring pants and a t-shirt. I stood and turned to find her watching me.“When did you get that?” she asked, pointing at the new tattoo on my leg.“Last week. I thought you had seen it.”She shook her head. “You are turning back into that wildman I knew a long time ago.”I laughed and pulled a pair of boxers out of my bag.Her eyes followed my hands as I slid my underwear down, and then focused on my now semi-hard cock.“I guess I still do something for you.”“Of course,” I said. With my hands behind my back, I walked and stood in frontof them, awaiting their judgement.Mom: Wow! I have to say this is a definite improvement. We may havefinally found one that fits. But it doesn't look any smaller though.There is just something about it...it just fits better!Kendall: You're absolutely right. Perfect fit. And you can hardly see hislittle member there. Just a little bulge in the front.Mom: Ha! If you can call that a bulge. Do a little spin for us, dear. Letus see the back of.