She was so happy, and I could feel a constant faint pulsing from her love canal. She was drinking every last drop of cum fully absorbing it into her b...dy. She was now radiating with such a youthful, nourished energy that only women can give off. I kissed her again and we both let out a big sigh as I collapsed onto her. As I pulled out finally she winced with pleasure, and I could tell she couldn't wait to have me inside her again. We lay not saying a word but smiling at each other genuinely. I. ' And, as it happens, I haven't had terribly much luck with Rosalinds."She laughed.Amelia's hands were large for a woman's, with long, dextrous fingers. Her touch was firm and confident. I noticed her well-groomed but unpolished nails as she helped me out of my clothes."Behold the man. You are a beautiful specimen, Casi. Here, this will keep you snug as you wait for me to freshen myself." She handed me a well-worn blue velvet bathrobe, then slowly walked off in regal splendor, still fully. "Catherine Winters, is it really you?" smiled her long ago friend."It's Catherine Roberts now," smiled Catherine in reply showing the wedding banded hand. "And what about you?" Marriage? Not me. I'm having too much fun." Oh really," laughed the housewife.The two had met in college as freshmen and roomed together. Rhonda had always been the outgoing one with boys hanging around constantly. Catherine, on the other hand, was quiet, even shy. Many of her dates had been set up for her by Rhonda and. Are you going to go out ... dressed like that?”“Oh dad ... don’t be so ancient. It’s not like we are advertising. We just want to look nice, not young girly, ok?” as she walked to him, putting her hand on his face “Daddy, do you like the way I look, I’m beautiful aren’t I? If you want us to change...”There it was ... the guilt trip phrase. No matter how you answer, it would come out wrong. Daughters know how to wield this and be very effective in the use of it. “Well ... just ... don’t bend.