My husband noticed the boy looking at me and he told me to cross and uncross my legs a lot to let the boy get his rocks off watching.I figured what th... heck, why not, it wasn't hurting anything, so I did this for my husband for a little while. I even kind of enjoyed showing off to the k** because he seemed so excited by what I was doing. He was so into my little show that he was ignoring his date.As we left, I smiled and winked at the boy and he smiled nervously back at me. His date didn't look. Her handsstroke up and down her arms and shoulders, over her large round breasts,pinching her light caramel colored nipples, down her tummy and over her neatlytrimmed mound, down the inside of her thighs and calves, reaching behind sherubs the lotion into her shoulders and back, down her ass and the back of herlegs...all the while remembering the feel of His hands. Her mind leads her to aplace where her body can't help but follow. Her hands sweep over her body oncemore and instinctively her. I said I was willing if he was, to which he said he’d been looking forward to it all week and anything I wanted to do was fine with him. Just then a horn sounded outside as the taxi pulled up. Dan went out first and got straight into the front passenger seat leaving me to lock up. As I walked to the taxi I could see the driver, an Asian man of about 50 or so staring at me. I got into the back seat and shuffled across to the middle of the back seat, I kept my legs closed at first as Dan started. .. !”She held her lips close to my ear. “That’s alright, big boy. Fill me up so you’ve nothing left for Becky.”The thought of my daughter jerking herself off in orgasm, on the end of my tool was too much and my prick erupted in my wife’s belly, squirting my semen in repeated, pleasurable pulses aimed at her cervix until she was filled, and frothy white cream began to appear where my prick disappeared into her secret place.She lay there, while my cock deflated, and kissed me. “You know it’s a.