"She grinned up at me obviously proud of her manual dexterity as I told her I was really getting close."You can play with my boobs, Iris says it makes...her brothers cum even quicker."I cupped my hand over her pretty breast as she squeezed a little more firmly while her fist slipped back and forth, then spurt after spurt of my white, sticky cum spattered down below us as she laughed."Wow, look at it all. You really shoot a lot, wow." She was still moving her hand slowly, then looked up and asked,. With the garage door now freed I went back to our house and assumed that the joy of the day was over.Just after lunch I went upstairs and glanced out of the bedroom window to see Pat just getting her lawnmower out of the garage. She was wearing the same skirt. And the same slip. However this time I could see nearer two inches at the back and an inch at the front. Pat started mowing and after a couple of strips realised that she was “showing”. So she hiked up skirt and slip and started another. Susan didn't seem to mind; she just pressed harder against me.After a while, I broke away from her lips and started kissing other handy places. I kissed across her cheek and blew in her ear, then followed it with the tip of my tongue. I kissed my way down her jaw and onto her neck, nibbling at the sensitive spot behind her jaw. When I moved lower, kissing the hollow of her neck, Susan relaxed back against the seat, letting her head tilt back and giving me free access.Dimly, in the background, I. Is it better to have had this and lost it; a question asked far too many times.We talk and I cannot help but smile, I cannot help but try to comfort her as she tears up from the events that had lead her to keep me a secret. She continues on about the emotional, physical and mental abuse and I hurt, my stomach knows I cannot help but it continues to tell me that she and I share this feeling. She turns her head like every movie with any girl you ever saw. Lucky I know, so we began to kiss. This.