With visions of my daughter's ass on my mind my cock began expanding as I walked behind my lawnmower. Fortunately most of my neighbors work days so th...re was no one out to see. Finishing the lawn I have time to relax in the back yard. It is such a beautiful day I decide to use a sick day and call into work and tell them I will be away tonight. As I hang up the phone I am walking into the kitchen to get a beer. I am on my third beer as Kelly comes home and runs into her room to get her phone.. Oh she is so good. Cynthia has a trick she does with her vaginal muscles. She can exercise my cock without moving her hips.It was not long before we could feel my sperm marching in lock step to the entrance of her womb. Cynthia and I shared our orgasms. My spike triggered a major avalanche of orgasms by Cynthia. I was still inside her. She feels soo soooo soooooo GREEAAAAAT! I was soon hard again. Cynthia was ready. She started that combined pumping and gripping action that had just got us both. A soft, lilting tune accompanied her as she began to sing, her voice low and sorrowful. I was already feeling emotionally tumultuous, but listening to her sing of love and heartbreak enraptured me. The pain was evidenced in her voice, she sang with such sincerity. I knew then that I had chosen well; that I wanted to see more of her. I wanted her. I listened to her play and sing for what felt like hours. My little knowledge of her gave far more weight to her songs and the passion behind them; I. ..”“You said that regarding Julie.”“Right. Since you’ve moved in I’ve been feeling more and more that it has struck a second time.”“Oh, no,” she replied. “You’re not going to use the L-word. Tell me you aren’t.”“I don’t like the L-word ... because I think it’s too ambiguous.”“What do you mean?”“For example, I can say, I love oranges. Then, what do I do with an orange? I rip its skin off, tear it apart and eat it bit by bit. I don’t have that kind of love for you.”Irene giggled. “Good thing,.