.." I told her. I proceeded to explain how he had been with a married woman last weekend and that in fact, many of his women have been married. She wa... as shocked as I had originally been. I explained it all to her: How easy they are to be with and how it's more physical and fun since none are looking for a long term thing. Then I mentioned something I hadn't before; I told how much the women love being with him because he's big and good and long lasting. How he physically satisfies them in a. You ask is there anything you would like me to do for you. I say, just be here. This is unlike me, the sexually rambunctious beast that I am. But now, I know love isn’t love without this. These moments. Only passing time from restlessness to sleep. But oh how much they mean to me. No one has ever felt the way you do about me, no one has ever loved me this unconditionally, uncontrollably before. No one like you. And I have never felt this way before. Felt like kissing you so hard you cried or. ..”ya know Peter, I've had a rough day, and I'm kinda late... Let's just leave it be right now, OK?” My hand stunk of pussy and it surely wafted up his nose too. “Well, Mia, let me get this thing started and you can be on your way to breakin' hearts!” I suddenly felt sorry for Peter, thinking about the pain that Mark left me in, and the pain this man felt every time he got rejected or had to pay for anything remotely close to sex. I let Peter do his thing under the hood and silently rejoiced. I moaned about her nipple. The sweet massage of my daughter’s spasming cunt brought me closer and closer to erupting. The tip of my dick ached in her hot depths. Her pussy massaged me, sucking at me, begging for my cum.“Mom, yes!” she howled.“Cum in your daughter!” moaned Hosannah, her body quivering beside us, still driving one-handed.“Yes, cum in me, Mom! Flood me with your jizz and ... That’s it!”My cock unloaded in my daughter as she spoke. She gasped, impaling herself all the way down my.