I smiled to myself as I realized that I would have to relive the experience and focus on every sensation and every subtle motion of my body if I was g...ing to effectively put it into words. To that end I set my plans for the day aside and opted to spend the time in illicit pursuit of those words. Sometimes a writer just has to make sacrifices for his craft you know.So there I was. Alone for the day with the sole intent of inducing the most intense and satisfying orgasm I possibly could. I. .. as lovely..."Mrs. Baker laughed out loud, a lovely melodic laugh. She put her arm around me and hugged me and kissed me on my very hot red cheek."You are such a sweetheart, Neal. You make me feel... sexy." Thanks, I guess. But I swear, your breasts are every bit as nice as hers." Really? Do you like breasts? Do you dream about playing with breasts while you touch yourself?" Uhh... is it okay to talk about this? With you?" Sure it is, Neal. I talk to my husband and my son about this. Why not. "The two jumped in, feet first. And screamed! The four of us jumped from the pool and headed for the showers, howling with laughter, while the other two tried to scramble out of it before they froze to death. The water in that pool is only 38 degrees.When we were all in the shower — it was Mom's and it's huge — Jake grumped, "Mom, that's a helluva thing to do to your own children!" Why? It closed your pores, didn't it?" Then she giggled and added, "Kathy-the-Bitch did it to me earlier. I just. Sure she didn't look the greatest but this was the first oldie I had ever fucked and never realised how little difference there was between her and her younger sisters, well in this department anyway.I started keeping time with her and she pounded herself on to my shaft. I felt my climax rising and usually in this instant if I wasn't using a condom I would withdraw, but I couldn't in this case and just released my load inside her."That is the best Christmas present I could ever have had. Thank.