When I let loose, my knees started to buckle from the feeling of coming. Jodi moan low and long for it. Once I finished her pussy, I had to sit down o... the floor. Jodi turned around and spread her legs. She was showing me her pussy as she was squeezing the cum out. She take globs of it and put in her mouth. “Oh so good” she said in responds to her cum licking. Then she saw my cock still wet and some left overs on my cock. She moved over to me and started to lick it. At first I jumped. My cock. Hmmm."After a while, as the time passed the semen coating us started to stiffen and turn into smelly glue. The erotic component diminished and we were stuck in a smelly mess in my new sleeping bag. Worse, I was needing to pee. Badly."I need to pee, Mom." Me too. Boy I can smell those amines of yours, Davy! I have an idea for getting us back to the car at least semi-clean. But it needs to be executed quickly or we will end up as frozen as we were when we entered the sleeping bag. Now here's the. ”“They’re nice children. You’ve raised them well and you have every right to be proud of them,” I complimented her.“Why thank you. That’s the kindest thing anybody has told me lately. It’s a real struggle sometimes, but I’m glad that at least somebody recognizes my efforts,” Ilse replied, beaming a wide smile at me.She took a sip of her tea and I noticed she seemed to fidget for a moment, as if she wanted to ask something but wasn’t sure how. Giving her time to work out her thoughts, I took a. The shadow of her dark pubes didn’t escape my vision either. I hurried back to my room and jacked off right then. Damn, Dad was lucky!Her daughters became much less modest too and triggered a lot more “self-abuse”, as the priest called it. It was mostly weekend nights so they hung around and kept trying to talk to me. I was shy, as I said before, so that must have made me a challenge. They began flashing me and watching my reactions. The weather was warming and we had a swimming pool. The final.