. sort of in... you know." I almost laughed, but caught myself, knowing she would just turn away and sulk again. "Putting your finger in your pussy?" ... asked.She turned to face me and gasped, "Mom!"That did get me to laugh, but I hurriedly said "We're talking about masturbating honey, so saying pussy isn't a bad thing. We're both old enough to not be embarrassed by it."I could see the old enough statement helped, making her feel like an adult, so I continued, "You weren't using a finger when I. I had heard that some woman can squirt out a watery base cum as they orgasm and Jan was definitely one who could do it. She weakly squirted a smaller amount for the third time and collapsed on the bed. Now I realized why Don had shoved a towel under her. The mattress would have been soaking wet. At least she had pushed Halley's face away, she could have been drowned. Under my breathe I said, "Amazing." Don quipped, "No one can gush like my Jan." Don moved in front of Halley and she went down on. The tension hung in the air as we fucked, her each little expression so intimate to me now. She was exquisite.Our lips just touched. Not a kiss. Just an accident. Then again.On a subsequent invasion her lips parted in a gasp and I rode in on her inhalation and waited for her to reciprocate. It was a kiss.The first few were pecks and that became more of a lip mashing smooch and before we knew it, my tongue was in her mouth. She was a sloppy kisser, juvenile but passionate and I relished the. Again, she grabbed me before I could get up and begged me to stay, me never being able to say no to her, crawled right back into bed next to her and picked up where we left off. She finally let me leave twenty minutes later when she realized she had to take a shower to get all of my cum out of her. I crept back to my room, realizing both parents were downstairs, and stayed there until we were called down for breakfast.There was so much tension at breakfast it could be cut with a knife, but it.